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themadauthorshatter · 4 years ago

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Remember that Red School series post I made?

Well, because I'm crazy, I'm going to give you guys a scene from what would be the first book.

For context, this would be before the ball, but sometime when the Silvers, and Mare, make it to the woods, and the school.

Instead of Sophie killing The Beast, the red mist infects/possesses him in the Doom Room gutters.

He attacks while everyone's chilling out together, but is taken down for good by Cal, Mare, Agatha, Tedros, and Maven; Sophie didn't do anything because she curled up into a ball to protect herself.

They inform the School Master, Tibe, and Elara on what happened, and they're dismissed.

All except for Mare.

Rhian-fuck it, I'm calling him Rhian now, I don't care- asks if she can stay for a small chat, ensuring that it won't be a long conversation; ot doesn't do anything to calm down any of the silvers, but it gets the job done and they leave Mare alone with him.

HERE IS THE CONVERSATION(plus some before stuff that I mentioned):

"How bizarre. We should all keep our guards up in the event this happens again. We cannot have anything like what happened today repeat itself."

Everyone nods, and Rhian tells them all to leave, even though Tibe wants more answers.

"Excuse me, Mareena Titanos, I believe? May I speak with you for a minute? Alone, please?"

Cal, Mare, and Maven all freeze, Tibe fakes a sneeze to hide him biting his lip, Elara's eye twitches, Tedros looks btween Cal and Maven, because he's confused and doesn't know that Mare's not a Silver, and Sophie and Agatha exchange a look of pure, "OH, SHIT" at his request.

"Just for a moment. I have a few questions for you."

Mare accepts and everyone leaves, Elara giving her a very, "don't fuck up" look.

They all leave, and Mare is left alone with Rhian.

"I take it you Silvers have never heard of magic before arriving to the Endless Woods?"

"Not exactly, unless you count the abilities granted by silver blood."

"I'm sure." Rhian sits back in his chair and holds his chin between his thumb and index finger. "Something this peculiar can only come from our world, if you and your people have never had magic. Either way, it is still quite odd. Would you agree with me, Mareena?

"Or would you prefer it if I called you Mare Barrow?"

Mare has that "OH, SHIT!" moment like she had with Julian, and tries to play off Rhian's question.

"You... I think you're misunderstanding. My name is Mareena Titanos, School Master. I'm of noble birth."

"Yes, a noble birth in the muddy trenches that no one celebrated. One that took your mother, who should not have been on the battlefield pregnant, and left you an orphan until you were taken in by a Red man who wanted to give his wife a daughter. Come now, Mare, do you really think any of those Silvers would have allowed Nora Titanos on the war front with her husband, even when Tiberias's own wife, Coriane, wasn't allowed to fight by his side?"

"She... had little experience. Compared to... other hogh house ladies," Mare stutters out, very much hoping it works.

It doesn't.

"Excuse my profanity, but experience be damned. Why would Ethan Titanos allow his pregnant wife on the front with him?"

When Mare can't find an answer, Rhian finally stops grilling her.

"Forgive me. This act the King and Queen are playing leaves a bad taste in my mouth."

"You've seen worse? Or better?"

Rhian smiles behind his mask and it definitely shows in his eyes; he may be 200 years old, but, unlike Rafal, he's more of a sage-y grandpa than the evil headmaster of a school; he gives wisdom in any way he can, even if it either isn't recieved, because the person is a bad listener, or if what he says doesn't make any sense; give the guy a break, his brain's had to adjust to two hundred years of new vocabulary and slang.

"Try watching a second year student sing a love song on the spot because someone stepped on his toe."

Mare cringes at this, because it sounds terrible already.

"It didn't help that he was a little tone deaf."

Mare bursts into some snickers and the unease mostly goes away. Mostly.

"Why did you want to talk to me?"

"You're not Silver, Mare. You never have been and you never will be. In that sense, you will not lie to protect yourself. It's not you that you need to protect, or only you. You need to protect the ones you love, your family, your friend. They all worry about losing their power, but you only fear losing the ones you love."

Mare just stares at him and nods a little bit.

"Unlike Tiberias or his wife, I have no reason to expect a lie from you. You don't need to protect the people that ruined your life."

Mare is still quiet before she notices the faint scratchimg of pen of paper and catches a glimpse of the Storian.

Rhian quickly puts his hand down on it to get it to stop writing. "Thank goodness. I finally found it. I have no clue as to how pens get lost so easily."

"Too much magic, maybe?" Mare asks with a shrug.

Rhian gives her those, 'sneaky, good move' side eyes. "Maybe."

Mare worries about going back out, but Rhian leaves his chair to give her a reassuring hand hold.

"Your secret is safe with me, Mare. All I ask in return is you do not let any of them turn you against yourself."

"I'll try."

With that, Mare leaves, still a little worried, but not as scared now.

Rhian, however, turns to the Storian.

I MAY BE NOTHING BUT ANGST, BUT I NEED TO ADD THIS TO LIGHTEN UP THE SITUATION.

"Must you always work when there are others around?"

The Storian stops as Rhian sits back down.

"I swear, it's almost as if you need an audience to do anything. Just like the Evers now, boisterous and a near complete nuisance."

The Storian shakes itself and gets ink all over Rhian's face, maybe even gives a lil' shit laugh as he wipes it off like a gentleman.

I know the Storian isn't much of a character, but, come on, wouldn't it be fun to see the most powerful thing in the world turn out to be a mischievous little asshole?

I don't know, I imagine it would have a little more of a personality because it's been around the good brother for 200 years.

Either way, Rhian is not entertained by its antics.

"If I didn't know better, I would say writing this fairytale has made you more- how should I put this?"

The Storian stops again, awaiting his answer.

"Rascalous."

The Storian shakes and repeatedly dunks itself in ink and shakes it out on Rhian, who blocks with some paper and a little bit of magic.

After a little bit, he slams the pen into a large book; "As vital as you are, you should know better than to act like a child. Mind your manners."

The Storian wiggles free and very begrudgingly keeps writing the fairytale, Rhian occasionally seeing what it's writing, and if anyone's in any danger.

Then he reads a very particular passage that he glares at the Storian for.

"I will remind you one more time to never use language like that again."

AND THAT'S THE SCENE!

I hope you guys enjoyed this scene, or at least found it somewhat interesting

Either way, thanks for reading!!!

#red queen #school for good and evil #red school #kind of a red school AU #mare barrow #cal calore #maven calore #sge sophie #sge agatha #sge tedros #the storian can be a real dick #rhian is a better school master than rafal #tedros #tiberias calore vii

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paxohana · 5 years ago

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Menagerie, Pt. 8

@princessmimoza and I are back with another chapter of Menagerie. This may sound egotistical, but I think this is the best yet! We hope you enjoy and let us know what you think!

Need to catch up with the reset of the fic? You can read it here!

The morning was bright when Yuuri woke, the birds singing their melodious morning calls. Yuuri stretched slightly and opened his eyes. When he had regained his senses, he smiled brightly. He was going to a play with Viktor and his family that day. Though they had recently just seen each other, Yuuri would not complain that he’d be seeing Viktor again that day.

The play was scheduled early that afternoon, but he was going to remain busy until then. There were a few mothers that wanted him to accompany them to the doctor’s office since they couldn’t understand the terminology used. Yuuri put their souls at ease when it was explained to them in a way they could grasp it better. They insisted on paying him, but Yuuri would hear nothing of it. He always suggested they buy a toy for the baby and their siblings if they had any. He usually didn’t win entirely, however, the mothers usually sending him various dinners within the next few days. It left Hiroko and his sister proud of him. His father was an entirely different story.

“Remind me why you can’t work today?” Toshiya asked.

“I promised the Smith, Decker, and Janssen families I’d help them at Dr. McGuire’s practice,” Yuuri explained, “They fear for their children’s lives.”

“After that?” Toshiya inquired.

“I’ll be heading to the playhouse with Viktor this afternoon,” Yuuri replied, trying to hide his excitement.

“I expect you to put in double the time tomorrow. We still have to balance the books that you can’t understand,” Toshiya stated, watching Yuuri nod his head sadly.

“Yes, Father,” Yuuri said, trying to not let his wonderful mood deflate.

He ate a quick breakfast of oatmeal and fruit. He didn’t talk to anyone at the table since they were only discussing the family business and the ball of the year coming up within the next few weeks. Yuuri didn’t want to think about it since he’d be pressed to go, asking a young woman he didn’t connect with as his date. He wondered if Viktor felt the same.

Upon returning to his room, Yuuri fell onto the bed and rested a forearm on his forehead. His mind was swimming with thoughts of Viktor: the times they spent together, the run-ins in town, the brimming thought of love towards Viktor that Yuuri tried to battle with all his might. He was afraid it would spill over and he wouldn’t be able to contain it, but he tried his best to carry on his life even with the heavy burden ladled onto him. Lost in his thoughts, Yuuri didn’t hear the door to his room open.

“How are you, little brother?” she asked, sitting next to him on the mattress.

“I’m in love, Mari,” Yuuri declared forlornly.

“Oh, Yuuri,” she said, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and tugging him against her. “Is there anything I can do to ease your mind?”

Yuuri shook his head and fell back onto the mattress again. He knew there was no chance whatsoever for himself and Viktor, but he still held on to the fragment of the dream. He wanted to believe fate was favorable to him and Viktor, but all Yuuri could grasp was the far-fetched dream.

Yuuri and Mari talked about Yuuri’s predicament until neither had any words left. With one final hug and a kiss on the cheek, Mari left the room. Yuuri stood and sighed. He had a few hours until the play began, but Yuuri wanted to chat with Viktor before it started. He wanted to learn more about Viktor: What he loved, his favorite color, best childhood memory, first pet. The list that went on in Yuuri’s mind seemed infinite, so Yuuri tried to whittle it down to a few inquiries.

After kissing his mother goodbye and donning his straw hat, Yuuri made his way to the slums. The families he would be helping set up appointments for mid-morning and Yuuri was running late. He wasn’t known for being tardy and he wasn’t going to start that day. Running until he reached the Decker residence, Yuuri stopped and caught his breath before knocking on the door.

“Yuuri,” Mrs. Decker said, “You look flushed. Are you feeling alright?”

“Just a little jog to get here, Mrs. Decker,” Yuuri explained, “Is little Caitlyn ready?”

Taking the baby from her so she could don a light jacket, Yuuri cooed at her daughter. The baby had respiratory issues since she was born and Dr. McGuire couldn’t figure out why. Yuuri knew it was only a matter of time before the elderly gentleman suggested Mrs. Decker take her daughter to the city for better care.

When the last residence was reached, the group headed for the doctor’s office. Yuuri held casual conversation with each mother, talking of gardening, appliances in the house that needed repair and their husbands’ long hours at work. Yuuri tried to empathize with them, but it was difficult considering his station in life. Making mental notes to contact a few handymen he knew, Yuuri engaged in talking to the Janssen siblings. When they reached the doctor’s office, Yuuri held the door for everyone and followed once the last person had entered. Dr. McGuire was waiting for them and began listening patiently to one of the Janssen twins talk about the family puppy.

“Are you ready to be my assistant, Yuuri?” Dr. McGuire asked.

“Most definitely,” Yuuri said, rolling up his sleeves and following the Smith family into an exam room.

Glancing at his pocket watch, Yuuri saw he only had two and a half hours before meeting Viktor. While he was happy to be helping each family, he couldn’t wait for time to speed up so he could see Viktor.

“Patience,” Yuuri whispered to himself.

***

Viktor remained busy that morning and hoped he would be finished in time for the play. While he normally found them boring, he was eager to see this one.

He’d be watching it with Yuuri.

His father had already declined his invitation since work was so heavy that day in the steel mill. He wanted to require Viktor to remain, but Viktor’s mother reminded him that Viktor was going with a friend. He agreed albeit grudgingly.

Viktor raced home when he had an hour before he’d be meeting Yuuri. He dressed quickly, wearing a long-sleeved dress shirt, a silk vest and khaki trousers. Finding his best pair of dress shoes in the closet, he chose a crimson cravat to complete the look.

He still had twenty minutes before he had to meet Yuuri and the playhouse was not that far from his residence. He skipped down the stairs that led to the street and whistled merrily until he reached a lemonade stand. Even though the day was somewhat chilly, Viktor knew a lemonade would be welcoming to both of them. He purchased two cups and resumed heading toward the playhouse.

Yuuri was standing in front of the building when Viktor arrived. Loving the way Yuuri nervously fiddled with the light jacket in his arms, Viktor paused and watched him for several moments. He knew he would never tire of Yuuri, and now was no different.

Snapping himself from his reveries, Viktor called out Yuuri’s name and waved when Yuuri grinned. He closed the distance between them and handed Yuuri his lemonade.

“Thank you, Viktor,” Yuuri said before taking a sip and continuing, “This is quite refreshing.”

“I’m glad you like it. It’s from Old Man Gilbert’s stand. He sets up near my house on Fridays,” Viktor explained.

“I guess I need to find out where you live,” Yuuri joked.

“I’ll give you the grand tour,” Viktor said, winking at Yuuri.

They finished their drinks and tossed them in the garbage bin before heading inside. The theater was abuzz with chatter and it unnerved Yuuri. While he was used to busy gatherings and social engagements, they still managed to make him uneasy.

Viktor picked up on Yuuri’s discomfort and placed a hand on Yuuri’s shoulder. Looking down when Yuuri moved his head, Viktor leaned over and talked so only Yuuri could hear him.

“How about we find our seats early? It shouldn’t be so crowded inside,” Viktor suggested, pleased when Yuuri nodded.

When they passed through the heavy wooden doors, the theater proper was sparsely dotted with people. They had balcony seats in Viktor’s parents’ box, so Viktor led the way. It didn’t take long to reach the box since the play wouldn’t start for another thirty minutes and most playgoers liked to mingle before the performance.

“How are you doing?” Viktor asked, placing a hand on Yuuri’s knee.

“Much better,” Yuuri replied, “Thank you for that.”

“My pleasure, my sweet Yuuri,” Viktor said, giving him a warm smile.

They chatted for a bit longer until the room began to fill with people and they couldn’t hear each other without shouting. Promising they would chat more once the play ended, they settled into their seat and indulged in the wine one of the attendants left. The lights grew dim and the curtain was starting to rise, signalling the play was about to begin.

“Enjoy the show, Viktor,” Yuuri whispered, grinning at Viktor when he looked at him.

“You too,” Viktor whispered back, taking Yuuri’s hand and squeezing it before releasing it.

***

“I can’t say it enough,” Yuuri started, “but that was utterly fantastic!”

Viktor had invited Yuuri to his house after the play since neither wanted the evening to end. When Yuuri agreed, Viktor felt as if he were on a cloud and he didn’t want the feeling to go away.

“I agree,” Viktor said, stopping in front of a grand estate, “and this is my house.”

Yuuri looked at the entrance and was blown away. The house itself was huge and surrounded by decorative iron gates. Gas lights topped little lanterns on the stone pillars, and Yuuri noticed the lights around the walkway, glowing enough to guide one ot the next paver.

“You live in a beautiful house, Viktor,” Yuuri stated.

“Wait until you see the solarium,” Viktor said.

“You have a solarium?” Yuuri asked incredulously.

“Yep,” Viktor said, opening the gate, “Come on. I’ll show it to you.”

Yuuri followed Viktor and nodded when Viktor pressed a finger to his lips. Viktor had told Yuuri that his parents would be fast asleep since they were heading out of town early the next morning. Yuuri asked Viktor if it would be better for him to visit another day, but Viktor would hear none of it.

The path through the foyer to the dining room was silent but Yuuri was impressed with the opulence of it all. He thought his house was decadent, but it paled in comparison to Viktor’s.

“Through here,” Viktor whispered, catching Yuuri’s attention.

Going through the double French doors, Yuuri’s breath caught when he looked at the glass ceiling. The stars were twinkling brightly as if they were putting on a show for he and Viktor.

“This is… I don’t...I have no words,” Yuuri declared.

“My mom had it built last summer,” Viktor explained, “I spend a lot of time here when I have something on my mind.”

“It’s beautiful,” Yuuri said, “I would spend every minute of my day in it if we had one.”

“I’ve been spending a lot of time here recently,” Viktor confessed.

“What conclusions have you come to?” Yuuri inquired.

Viktor sighed and sat on a wicker loveseat, patting the cushion next to him for Yuuri to join him. He wanted to tell Yuuri what was on his mind, but he didn’t want to scare Yuuri away. He had been quite tactile since meeting Yuuri and he didn’t want to change their relationship, but he didn’t know how long he’d be able to keep it to himself.

“I came to the conclusion that even though we’ve only known each other for a mere few weeks, you’ve quickly become one of my best friends,” Viktor said.

“I feel the same way, Viktor,” Yuuri said, giving Viktor a sweet smile.

“There’s more,” Viktor admitted, watching Yuuri’s eyes grow, “I’m not sure if this will be uncouth or not, but I’ve begun to grow quite fond of you, Yuuri.”

“And I you, Viktor,” Yuuri said, flinching when Viktor pressed a finger to his lips.

“I don’t think you quite understand,” Viktor said once Yuuri fell silent, “You capture my every waking moment, I ponder how you are many times a day, I dream of outings to take you to.”

Yuuri remained silent while Viktor talked but felt his heart speed up. Viktor was describing exactly how he felt. While it was a relief, Yuuri was nervous as well. Wanting to know exactly what was on Viktor’s mind, Yuuri interrupted him.

“What exactly are you trying to tell me, Viktor?” Yuuri asked.

“I’ve fallen for you, my sweet Yuuri,” Viktor whispered, searching Yuuri’s eyes with his own.

Taking a deep breath, Viktor’s words reverberated in Yuuri’s mind. He was ecstatic that Viktor felt the same way he did, but was concerned about how it would affect their relationship.

“I’m sorry if it seems as if I unloaded on you, but I couldn’t remain silent for any—”

Yuuri silenced Viktor with his lips. He didn’t ponder the after effects of such an action, but he wanted Viktor to know exactly what he meant to him. He felt Viktor’s shock from the gasp of breath he took, but it passed quickly. Moments later, Viktor placed his hands on Yuuri’s knees and returned the kiss, his lips becoming pliant under Yuuri’s. They remained that way for several minutes and neither of them wanted the kiss to end but knew it must. Finally out of breath, Yuuri pulled back and took a deep breath.

“I’m venturing a guess that you feel the same way?” Viktor asked.

“I’m positively smitten, Viktor,” Yuuri confessed.

Viktor grinned and nodded, feeling his heart soar as if carried away by doves. He leaned in for a brief peck on the tip of Yuuri’s nose, Viktor smiling when Yuuri giggled. Looking up at the sky, Viktor gasped for the second time that evening when he saw the shooting star streak across the sky.

“Did you see that?” Viktor questioned.

“We have to make a wish,” Yuuri said, closing his eyes and thinking.

Viktor looked back at the sky and thought about what he wanted most in life. He wanted Yuuri in his life for the rest of his, and he wanted him by his side forever.

“What did you wish for?” Viktor asked.

“A chance between us,” Yuuri confessed, “You?”

“An eternity with you by my side,” Viktor declared.

“I like that,” Yuuri said, leaning in for another kiss before speaking again, “I have to get home. I have a very early morning tomorrow.”

Viktor nodded and helped Yuuri to his feet. He wanted to walk him to the door and kiss him senseless on the stoop of the stairs, but he didn’t dare. There were too many prying eyes in the neighborhood and the last thing his family needed was a scandal.

“Would you like to meet me for dinner tomorrow?” Viktor asked.

“My father’s birthday is tomorrow,” Yuuri informed him, “We’ll be going out for dinner.”

“Polo on Wednesday then?” Viktor suggested.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Yuuri said, “Until then, Vitya.”

Viktor smiled and watched Yuuri disappear down the street, closing the door behind him. He stood there for several moments longer, remembering the feel of Yuuri’s lips on his. Lightly touching his lips, Viktor turned around and faced Clare.

“Was that the young man you fancy, Viktor?” Clare asked, smiling wisely when Viktor nodded, “He has such a pleasant disposition.”

“Were you eavesdropping, Clare?” Viktor inquired.

“I was derailing your mother’s path to the kitchen,” she informed him, “I didn’t think you wanted to be caught in a compromising situation.”

“Thanks for that, Clare,” Viktor said, placing his hands on Clare’s shoulders and pressing his lips to her forehead.

“What are you going to do?”

“Pine away into nothingness over him,” Viktor said sullenly, “There is no place for us in society. I’ll enter a loveless marriage, produce children just for the sake of heirs. It makes me want to run away from this life.”

“Oh, Vitya,” Clare said, giving Viktor a hug and patting his back, “Fate may have something pleasant in store for your future. One never knows.”

Nodding and sighing a moment later, Viktor returned the hug, hoping Clare was right.

“I’m going to retire for the night,” Clare said, “I’m always here if you need support, Vitya.”

“Thank you, Clare.”

Watching the maid disappear around the corner, Viktor sighed once more and felt his lips again.

“Maybe my dream will come true,” Viktor whispered in the still night air, snuffing out the lamp moments later, “Perhaps.”

#menagerie update #victuuri ficlet #victuuri #viktuuri #Viktor Nikiforov #Katsuki Yuuri

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rainymeadows · 5 years ago

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I rewatched Eternal Diva and this time I took notes as I went through

Dive under the cut if you dare to experience my mad in-the-moment ramblings (warning for spoilers for pretty much the entire prequel trilogy)

- Don Paolo’s voice sounds like what Papyrus’s voice probably should

- Winter Layton is precious in that giant coat

- Janice is so pretty omg an angel

- Layton geeking out over the Detrogan is goddamn adorable

- I love how everything is greyed out in Janice’s flashback

- Suuuuuuuuper subtle indication that maybe “Janice” seeing how young this little girl was is what prompted her to find a way to put an end to this whole thing

- Whether it’s a moped or the Laytonmobile, Emmy drives like crazy XD

- Bitch you ain’t on Top Gear

- God her big sister relationship with Luke is adorable tho

- Aaaaaaaaaaaah Layton smiling at their banter dad’s so happy for his son

- They did such a good job reusing the game’s music for this movie

- The opera house looks so cool but so precarious – my first thought upon seeing it was “when is this thing going to sink”

- I MEAN IT’S ON A CLIFF

- Janice’s voice is so pretty TToTT

- I like that they kept the Japanese vocals for her singing

- SONG OF THE SEA-SHADOWING

- I hate that Layton and Luke were the ONLY people to honestly applaud the performance. Everyone else is a DICK

- First time I saw this dude, I thought “that’s a puppet, no ordinary person moves like that even in animation”

- Once again, Layton putting a polite and gentlemanly spin on “fucked if I know, my dude”

- Lol I love that even the people who didn’t applaud and thus apparently knew what they were in for weren’t down for dying

- Fuking cowards

- Layton is always DTF (down to fight)

- GROSKY OF THE YARD

- FUCK YES

- This dude’s manliness is infectious

- “Gee, I wonder who’s behind this-“ *Descole’s theme starts playing* “-oh well never mind”

- Honestly who else but Descole would be this fucking extra tho

- Gotta admit I love the twist of the opera house being a ship, I was totally expecting it to just go plunging into the ocean at a moment’s notice

- Aaaaah the CG in this movie is really well done

- Layton’s angry face is kinda ridiculous but I love it

- I love that it’s pointed out like “where tf did all these sharks come from”

- I prefer Cartoon Saloon’s Song of the Sea, but this one’s pretty too

- Lol as if a MAN-EATING SHARK could keep down GROSKY OF THE YARD

- I’m surprised he can see over the top of his chest hair

- God, the detrogan is such a cool instrument and I really wish something like it existed irl

- Ah, it’s only like fifteen sharks, Grosky will be fine

- I love the air of mystery surrounding Oswald Whistler

- Layton’s hat is made of 100% pure uncut husband material

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAH I LOVE HOW PUZZLES ARE USED IN THIS MOVIE IT’S SO GOOOOOOOD

- I’m so glad they didn’t scrap it entirely coz I mean they’re so integral not only to the Layton games, but Layton himself

- This music box tune kinda gives me Gravity Falls vibes tbh

- I think the backing melody sounds pretty identical to the tune’s intro

- I love that this movie actually lets us see inside Layton’s head and his thought process, it’s so much better than just having him put everything together seemingly offscreen

- Tbh any puzzle where “the night sky” is the solution is bound to be a good puzzle

- I just fucking love the implied MASSACRES in this movie

- God Luke is so goddamn precious

- Pffft pumpkin dude is so subtly duplicitous

- Okay I have ot pause for a bit to rant about layton’s design because it’s SO GOOD. Warm colours make him seem welcoming and kinda comfy and the simple facial features, while a bit Ditto-esque, do combine nicely with his overall shape to scream “friend”. Professor Layton is friend shaped. And of course there’s the popped collar to show that he’s cool, the high collared shirt gives a scholarly vibe, his shoes which I stg are plimsolls show a practical side and of course the quintessential top hat shows that he’s a Gentleman first and foremost. Add the amazing voice to that and BOI I DIE

- Although I can’t help imagining that gif with the teddy bear slapping eyebrows onto its face to look angry whenever he gets mad

- Luke is not friend shaped. Luke is son shaped.

- Precious bab shaped

- Wpw a sea captain I would never have guessed other than the “sailor” accent and the fact that you’re wearing a sailor’s uniform

- Ugh I love these quiet moments where things can sink in and characters can just talk to each other, I really wish more movieswould do this

- I love that even if you don’t have a literal look at his thought processes, you can still see Layton THINKINg

- Agh Amelia is SO CUTe this series is so good at designing beautiful women and cute girls while also making them look DISTINCT

- I like that they hinted at her intelligence by having her solve the puzzles by herself

- One advantage a film has over the games is that the visual novel format kinda limits the dialogue, coz it’s hard to convey one charafter talking over another

- I really like the side characters. They’re simple, yes, but they don’t really need to be complex

- I will admit that the limits of Layton’s simple facial features means it can be hard to tell who/what he’s looking at sometimes…

- “that man” asked me to write an opera, huh

- WHY DOES NOBODY ASK WHO

- Fuck descole’s theme is SO GOOD

- WHERE DOES HE GET THE FUNDING FOR ALL OF THIS THOUGH

- And Grosky boards the ship just in time for it to blow up XD I love this dude

- I can only imagine his gigantic pecs act as a flotation device

- Layton preventing Luke from looking at the exploding ship THIS MAN IS SUCH A DAD HE’S SO GOOD

- I love this scene with Emmy investigating because these parent’s appearances are just enough to make it ambiguous whether they’re Nina or Amelia’s parents

- Seeing them all wrapped up in blankets is kinda cute tbh

- LET. THEM. SLEEP.

- I wonder what Layton uses to keep his hat on?

- Lol Emmy pushing a fossil aside to look at the map

- I can only assume, given that they set off from the White Cliffs of Dover, that this island is SOMEWHERE off the coast of mainland Europe in about the same region as Spain

- Ugh I LOVE Emmy’s uppercrust accent, the fact that she sounds like such a refined lady is such a fun contrast to her literal arse-kicking

- Also this is totally BBC news lol

- I love the detail of the historian’s scrapbook being kinda hodgepodge with bits falling out

- And I love the Ambrosia Seal being super detailed but the subtle incorporation of a sheet music design

- Gotta admit I totally thought this little banquet was poisoned on my first watch

- Lol I love that pumpkin guy just KEEPS POURING THE WINE

- Ugh that beach looks SO PRETTY, I want to go there

- Janice is totally crushing on Layton, pass it on

- D’awwwwww luke trying to befriend ‘melina’ is SO CUTE this boy must be protected at all costs

- Layton how did you hear what she was humming from all the way over there

- Why do so many anime characters have inexplicable super senses

- Those wolves’ eyeliner is on point lol

- “I’m not built for running” lol mood

- FUCKING HELL DESCOLE WHO IS FUNDING ALL YOUR SHIT

- HOW MUCH DISPOSABLE INCOME DO YOU FUCKING HAVE

- Admittedly on my first watch I wasn’t as familiar with descole’s theme, but I saw that castle and I just thought “it’s descole, only he can be that extra”

- The twist of using the cages for personal protection rather than to trap the walls is simple, but so clever

- I love that Mr Whistler was one of those accidentally trapped outside. Keeps suspicion off

- And I love Layton saying “well that solved PART of our problem”

- YOU SHUT UP LADY THE PROFESSOR IS AMAZING

- And then he trips and falls lol that’s what you get for wearing old man shoes

- “Even a good gentleman needs to get some exercise!” pfft

- Oh hey, they found the starter house that Descole was using while he was building that castle. I wonder what texture pack he’s using?

- And here Layton puts MacGuyver to shame in the most Ghibli way possible

- I’d love to see someone try to build this thing XD someone call the Mythbusters

- Bjut I adore how even LAYTON isn’t sure how this fucking thing works

- Fucking NERD

- Yeah, these filmmakers were TOTALLY influenced by Ghibli

- This is so Castle In The Sky, it hurts

- “Hang on tight! NOT TO THE PILOT!” – best line in the movie

- You can’t escape it, Layton. You is a dad

- DID YOU GUYS NOT SEE LAYTON LAPUTA-ING HIS WAY IN

- It’s great how all those puzzles seem like they could be ripped straight out of the Layton games, complete with outside-the-box bizarre thinking required to solve em

- I’m so proud of Luke for solving it!!!!! Such a good boy

- RUDE

- Yeah, just stand in the middle of the suspiciously empty room, I’m sure nothing will go wrong

- That’s what you get for shoving Layton aside, bitches

- Lol I guess luke could just step through the bars if his head was a bit smaller

- DESCOLE HOLY FUCK YOU ARE THE KING OF EXTRA

- “humble scientist” GOOD GRIEF WHAT A LOAD OF SHIT YOU DRAMA QUEEN

- I love that Emmy can FLY A PLANE

- Holy shit grosky there are better ways to signal for help

- And LESS GROSS WAYS TO DRY YOURSELF OFF IN A PLANE

- Yeah, see, you lost your knickers

- Ugh, god. I adore this scene with Layton in Melina’s room. It’s so quiet, the soft evening lighting… aaaaaaaaaaah so peaceful, but you can still feel the tension in the air, especially after Melina comes in

- Oh my god, Layton plays like an angel *swoon*

- The lack of background music in this scene is what makes it so perfect, the tension is so REAL

- Lol I love the historian just standing there like ‘welp there they go’

- NOOOOOOOOO LUKE DON’T CRY

- BIG SIS IS HERE

- Oh fuck yes

- EMMY I LOVE YOU

- God she and grosky are so fantastic XD

- WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO FIGHT LIKE THAT EMMY

- Somehow emmy gives me Michelle of the Resistance vibes

- God, I kinda love it when you can tell Layton’s already put it all together and is just biding his time

- AAAAAAAAAAH I love the subtle resemblance between Layton and what you can see of Descole’s face

- In hindsight, that… stole? Is that what it is? The fur thing isprobably to hide his face shape because it most likely ups his resemblance to Layton

- But he’s totally wearing black converse like the extra hipster nerd he is

- God, I can’t even imagine the nightmare of having your memories overridden and personality suppressed

- Aaaaaaaaaaaand here’s the summation. I love this part in pretty much every Layton thing

- “Assisting you was the scientist, Jean Descole!” Descole: lol hi

- LAYTON YOU ARE SUCH A DAD I LOVE YOU

- Him being gentle with kids is so sweet

- Also damn this backstory is a lot. I can’t imagine the pain of losing a loved one, but I’m not surprised a father would do anything he could to keep his daughter alive

- “When did you realise I was involved” “ur an extra bitch who lives for drama, who else could it be”

- That brief bit of Luke without his hat just makes him look even more BABY BOI MUST PROTECC

- Okay real talk when did Janice get hold of the key

- I’m guessing it was in the commotion when Mr Whistler grabbed Luke

- SUCH A GOOD TWIST I LOVE IT

- My heeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaart goddammit

- In hindsight, the hint of Janice wearing Melina’s pendant was really subtle and clever

- GODDAMMIT DESCOLE CAN YOU STOP BEING EXTRA FOR LIKE TEN SECONDS

- It’s kinda cool that he’s an archaeologist too though. It really does run in the family.

- The way Descole and Whistler’s schemes intertwined was really cool

- Yeah, it just wouldn’t be Descole if there wasn’t some over-the-top machinery

- YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS MAGIC MUSIC THIS IS MY SHIT

- When escaping from a crumbling castle, do be sure to grab your boy.

- AAAAAAAAAGH THE SCENERY IN THIS MOVIE IS SO FUCKING GOOD

- Good lord, there it is. Descole just can’t function unless he has some ridiculous Humongous Mecha at his command

- This thing looks especially monstrous and I love it

- I don’t think I’ve seen ANY faults in this movie’s animation, jesus Christ

- Descole, did you learn nothing from the attempted excavation of Troy? It’s very possible that your efforts to unearth Ambrosia will be what destroys it!

- Aaaaaaaagh this flying scene is intense as FUCK

- Layton and Luke are SUCH A GOOD TEAM

- WHAT IS THIS MUSIC I LOVE IT

- Luke you are SUCH A GOOD BOY

- Sorry but you’ll never be mob tho

- Mob is perfection

- JESUS CHRIST DESCOLE ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL A CHILD

- I was about to ask where that explosion came from but then I realised it was probably a petrol-powered chainsaw

- Layton who told you that you could look this goddamn epic

- But I love that he’s taking on the sword-armed Descole with a PIPE

- That footwork tho

- Layton must be an amazing dancer

- So cool that he’s patiently explaining why Descole was wrong

- Sun, stars and sea. I feel like that’s a Dothraki term of endearment meant for oceanfairing

- MORE MAGIC MUSIC I AM BLESSED

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I LOVE THIS SO MUCH THIS IS THE FUCKING COOLEST

- I’M SUCH A SLUT FOR MAGIC MUSIC GODDAMMIT AND THIS IS DOUBLE TEAMING ME WITH SINGING AND PIANO

- I do enjoy that despite its emergence, Ambrosia is still partially submerged. Some movies would’ve had it rise from the sea completely

- Lol at Descole losing his shit because SOMEONE ELSE found the answer

- Yeah, bad idea attacking someone right on top of your humongous mecha’s control panel

- “DESCOLE!” dude he’s fine you really think he’d die

- I was going to ask why Emmy didn’t use her plane but she probably couldn’t get to it in time

- Yeah, this is SO Ghibli. The gigantic industrialised machine self-destructing on the ruins of an ancient civilisation lost to nature

- Noooooooooo don’t do this to me movie, nothing kills me like sad flashbacks

- Ow my heart

- This hurts

- “I’m sorry, Father. I’ve only ever brought you grief and sadness, haven’t I” as someone who’s struggled with depression this is a whole-ass mood

- NO THIS HURTS STOP IT

- Also the lil detail of Whistler’s waistcoat being the same shade of purple as Melina/Janice’s dress

- NOOO DON’T MAKE LUKE SAD

- “I’m so glad all of you were my very last memory.” Damn that line hits hard

- GIVE THE GIRL A HUG, LAYTON

- I said a hug, not a hand on the shoulder, she needs a HUG

- Seeing the destroyed detrogan really hammers it home, huh

- It’s very kind of Grosky to let Whistler play one last time in memory of his daughter

- When I got into the Layton series, I was no expecting to be hit so hard with the FEELS

- “Do you know that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken?”

- GNU Ambrosia, I guess

- Ugh it’s so PRETTY tho

- Fucking sparkles and shit

- D’awwwww, I love the image of Luke patching up the wolves, he’s so sweet

- Knowing the truth about Emmy and seeing her being so happy with Layton and Luke makes it really painful :’(

- The world needs more of Layton with a big, happy smile

- Awww, Author Lady and Pumpkin Dude kept in touch

- GROSKY GOT HIS UNDIES BACK

- Ugh seeing Layton and Luke peacefully listening to that music is SO CUTE and SOFT

#professor layton and the eternal diva #professor layton #hershel layton #luke triton #pl #The Amazing Adventures of Rainy Meadows #this movie is so good holy shit #delicious finally some good fucking video game movie

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