#oh well. that's a problem for future me 😇

[coquelicoq]

just got a promotionnnnnn

[papsiguesss]

Fear in the Night drabblings 2: Electric Boogaloo

Boys are back! And James has a little treat for Michael this time. Only… why does the headmaster’s main doctor in charge think this is a good way to treat his problems?

1924 words, tw ableism and usage of sedatives (I am not a mental hospital worker obviously so I cannot guarantee this all to be 100% accurate)

(The fix-it part of this AU is going to be more emphasised in future drabbles I promise, I cannot help myself with some whump tho 😇)

“Mr. Carmichael…?”

James heard no response from the other end of the cell door as he knocked on it. He frowned, repeating himself once more. “Mr. Carmichael, are you awake?”

He had to be, right…? It was half past noon, so probably. There had to be another reason the patient wasn’t answering.

The doctor gently opened the door, before closing it again after having entered Michael’s room.

The man was indeed awake, lying on his back in bed.

However, he did not seem to notice the fact that someone was even in the room with him.

“…Mr. Carmichael?”, James repeated again. “I brought you some texts to translate, like I promised I would.”

The patient quietly mumbled something to himself, his glazy gaze drifting off as he held his right hand over the stump at his shoulder. There was not a single other motion that he made. “…Pons…” was all that the doctor could make out.

“…I’m sorry?”, he said, slowly stepping forwards. “Where you saying something, sir?”

Michael still did not seem as if he even noticed James standing there before him. “F… fons…”, he muttered as if in a haze. “…Fons, mons, chalybs, hydrops, gryps, pons…”

The doctor blinked in confusion for a while, that string of words sounding like nothing more than gibberish to him. It was fairly easy to see that the headmaster had lost his grip on reality. It made sense, considering his medical file, James supposed. He had finally had the time to take a proper look at it, and so he was aware that there had been several recorded instances of this happening before with this particular patient.

The question was, how was he supposed to ground him back to where he was?

“Mr. Carmichael?”, the doctor said calmly, crouching down so that he was on Michael’s eye level. “Do you hear me, Mr. Carmichael?”

The headmaster snapped out of his blank stare, his body shooting upwards as his breathing began to get quicker and quicker. “Wh- what- where am I?”, he stuttered, looking around himself frantically.

James tried to make eye contact with him, giving him a patient smile. “It’s all right Mr. Carmichael, you’re here with me. You’re in your room in the mental ward.”

Michael stopped his jumpy movements, but the doctor could still see that he was trembling. “You’re safe sir, I am here with you”, he assured the headmaster again. “Could you tell me five things that you see around you, please?”

The patient’s eyes still evoked panic, but they seemed to focus in on James somewhat. “…M… my bed…”, he slowly stammered, his body tensing up. “…Walls… desk… chair…” He stared at the doctor, his tremors gradually calming down. “…You…”

James gave him a kind smile. “Very good, sir”, he said patiently. “Now, what are four things you can touch?”

Michael breathed shakily as he evidently tried to concentrate on answering the doctor’s question as well as he could. “…Sheets…”, he answered, “My… my shoes… clothes… my pro-” he stared at his shoulder stump, a look of sad realisation spreading across his face. “…My pillow”, he eventually changed his answer into, gripping onto it with his right hand.

After asking him a few more questions like that and instructing the headmaster to take a couple of deep breaths with him, James looked at him again. “…Are you feeling better now, sir?”, he asked, smiling calmly.

The patient gave him a shaky nod, though his gaze still seemed somewhat hazy. “I… I still do not feel… optimal, doctor…”, he mumbled, his words slurred.

The doctor raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Oh?”, he asked. “May I ask what’s the matter, then?”

Michael rubbed his temple, closing his eyes. “……Everything’s… spinning… Headache… I don’t feel awake…”

James took notes, tapping his pen against his chin as he looked over Michael’s medical record.

His eyes widened as he suddenly observed a small pill container next to the bed.

He looked over the medication record, his body tensing up with fury as they saw what medication they had prescribed this particular patient.

Sedatives.

‘To prevent aggression’, the record said, but James thought it a strange decision. He had spoken to the headmaster when he was under no influence of any medication, and he had been perfectly compliant. What could have possessed his main doctor in charge to do this…?!

“I think it might be your medication, Mr. Carmichael”, the doctor softly explained, trying to stay calm, but feeling an intense anger underneath all that. “It appears your doctor in charge deems you aggressive, and so he is giving you something to keep you calm.” He paused, narrowing his eyes. “…I’ll speak to your doctor about it if you’d like, because this dosage seems to be causing you intense discomfort, nor do I believe it to be necessary. Would you want me to do that, sir?”

The patient tucked his knees up to his chin, wrapping his arm around his legs and trembling. “…I don’t want the doctor to be angry with me”, he muttered shakily, closing his eyes. “…He said that I’d never get to go home if I d-don’t comply…”

James took deep breaths, the thought of punching his colleague in the face becoming a very promising idea. “He won’t be angry if I talk about it with him”, he assured the other. “I promise you that I will do anything in my power to prevent that, all right?”

Michael stayed silent for a while, before opening his eyes again and staring at the doctor with a pleading gaze. “…H- help me, doctor…”, he whimpered, sounding like a frightened child. “…That man scares me…”

James nodded. “I will, Mr. Carmichael”, he said gently. “I promise I will.”

The patient smiled faintly as he heard that, before that vacant, numb look returned to his expression again. “…I want to go home, doctor…”, he uttered, staring down at his hand.

A look of pity spread across James’ face. “I know you want to”, he said, seeing how miserable his patient looked. “…Almost everyone in the ward wants to. But you need help for now. Help that cannot be given to you at home. And I know the other doctors are treating you poorly, but believe me when I say that I will work my hardest to get you out of here as soon as possible.”

Michael let out a sniffle, his gaze drifting downwards as he clutched onto his legs with his arm. He said nothing and did not move an inch. There was only a single tear dripping down his cheek.

James desperately wanted to comfort him, but he did not know how.

“…Where were you when I came into the room, if I may ask?”, he asked after a while, remembering the strange combination of words that his patient had uttered. “Do you still remember?”

The headmaster nodded, staring into the distance again. “Of course I remember…”, he mumbled, sighing. “…I was home.”

The doctor raised his eyebrows. “At the school, you mean?”

Michael nodded. “Yes, I… I could have sworn I was teaching…”, he answered, somewhat of a confused look on his face. “Masculine are fons and mons, chalybs, hydrops, gryps and pons. That… that was what I was explaining… wasn’t… I…?”

James narrowed his eyes as he heard that set of words again. He had not been mistaken the first time he had heard it. It sounded as if the headmaster was rigidly reciting those words, instead of saying them naturally. It was as if he had intensely studied to remember that exact sentence, that exact precise way. Why was that, the doctor wondered…?

He suddenly remembered his reason for coming here now that they were speaking about Latin, and so he took out the book that he had brought. “That did remind me, I, uh…”, he stammered, feeling a bit foolish for forgetting why he was here in the first place. “I promised I’d bring you something to translate, and I am a man of my word.”

He held out the book for Michael to take, but he immediately noticed that it would be hard for him to grab with only one hand. He eventually decided to place the book on the bed next to him, patting it gently. “I tried my best to find you something, but I’m afraid I couldn’t find much”, he said. “I hope this will do, though.”

The patient’s eyes shimmered with excitement. “I… had forgotten about that…”, he stammered, picking up the novel and staring at its cover. He let out a short gasp as he saw the title, before holding the book close to him, almost hugging it as James saw him genuinely smile for the first time.

“I… take it you like Ovid, then?”, the doctor asked, looking at the novel curiously. Metamorphoses, it was called.

Michael nodded, staring into the distance. “…You know, I… used to read some of these stories to Molly when she couldn’t sleep…”, he sighed melancholically, still gripping the cover tightly. “I always loved to tell her about all the fascinating tales, especially those about love, but… that is a long time ago by now…” He paused, a look of sadness spreading across his face. “…We stopped reading to each other long ago… and now she is gone…”

James stared at him, a look of pity on his face as he did not really know what to say. He was not quite sure as to who this ‘Molly’ was, but he chose not to ask about it, as these seemed like painful memories. “Ah, you’re familiar with this particular text, then?”, he asked, hoping to bring the headmaster’s attention back to something that made him happy. “I don’t know much about this all, I’ll be honest.”

The patient gave him a confirming ‘mhm’ noise. “Oh yes, it’s one of my favourite works”, he mumbled. It seemed that talking about something he was passionate about helped to shake off the effects of his medication, even if it was just a little bit. “I… I could read you a few parts, if you’d like… O- only if that’s something you’d be interested in, of course…”

He asked the question very nervously, almost as if he thought that the answer was going to be no regardless. That was not true, however. Instead, James gave him a kind smile, nodding. “I would love to sometime, Mr. Carmichael”, he said. “I can’t at the moment because I just finished my shift and should probably go home soon, but… I would love to when I have the time for it. Is that okay with you?”

Michael almost seemed surprised by that answer as he sat there blinking in silence for a while, before giving the doctor a nod. “Y- yes, it is”, he eventually muttered quietly. “…Thank you once again, Doctor… It… truly means a lot.”

James smiled. “It’s nothing, really”, he said, before standing up again. “Now, I am going to have to leave you for a while, but I will definitely check back up on you when I am on the clock again. That’s a promise, all right?” He waited for the headmaster to nod, and then he walked towards the door. “Have a nice rest of your day, sir.”

When James exited the room though, he did not immediately leave the asylum.

There was something that needed to be discussed right this very moment.

This medication situation had to be stopped right now.

There was no choice other than to speak to Mr. Carmichael’s doctor in charge about it.

…

This was going to be a rough one.

[ineffablydelighted]

[How exploring the Ineffable Husbands' dynamic in Good Omens can help us figure out what the show/book is all about, Part 1/?]

Also called: This human has, apparently, too much time on her hands and will be trying to Effable the Ineffable for [...] hours.

Ah, Hello! 👋

I'm ineffably delighted to meet you all! 😇

Let's cut to the chase and bear with me as we try together to analyze further the subject of the day:

Aziraphale is in love with Crowley and I am pretty sure he is aware of that fact BUT 

[yes, there is a "but", do not erase me from the Book of Life just yet, let me explain first, homie 🥺] 

I do not believe he can comprehend WHY he is just yet, and what that would mean for him in terms of... well... EVERYTHING he ever stood for.

It will also be the perfect roots to answer the biggest question yet :

What is Good Omens all about, exactly?

[Yeah, it's a tough one. When I say "bear with me", I really insist on the fact that it will be LONG. I will try my best to make it fun to read and to allow some "natural breaks" but know that I would appreciate your unshared attention if you're willing to give it to me. 😇]

Although, would you have the chance to ask him about it (probably looking at a cup of tea as we would all do in Earthy fashion), Aziraphale would have somewhat of an answer to give you, probably in the range of:

"Because, deep down, Crowley is the nicest being I've ever known."

Is it false? No, Crowley IS nice. Swaggeringly nice, occasionally unhinged, but still. Nice.

And that is somewhat the core of the... "problem" for our soon-to-be Supreme Archangel [Yep, the pain is still fresh, thanks for asking, you're welcome for reminding you 😭👍] because, as much as Crowley learned nuances due to past experiences (Falling being, most likely, the most traumatic one,) Aziraphale remains bound to think in absolutes. And everything relates to THIS perfect meme right there:

[Whoever you are, person/entity who has done that, you have forever my utmost gratitude and respect]

I'm far from bringing anything new to the table here, but to Aziraphale, Crowley should NOT have fallen in the first place. Because of how nice he is. Crowley IS an angel, to him. In fact, I'll go even further by stating that, to Aziraphale,

Crowley is more of an Angel than ANY Angel in the "Main Office."

Let's present our other contestants, shall we?

When he ruled, Gabriel was an absolute a** and had an ego the size of, idk, at least A DOZEN GALAXIES. He made Aziraphale feel like... well... poop most of the time they interacted.

That is why, in S2 when Gabriel/Jim tells him "I love you", Aziraphale, even being and considering himself a "creature of love", happens to be utterly unable to either reciprocate or take the compliment. At this moment, later enhanced when he reminds himself of the Job case, he realizes he is able to feel, if not hatred, NOT love NOR admiration for somebody he should somewhat consider a role model.

That is very important for Aziraphale's present and future character development, especially considering Gabriel/Jim's own fate, so please keep that in mind.

Michael? Oh God, Same if not worse: too condescending and ambitious in the wrong way to inspire anything nice to anybody.

Sandalphon just does what they are told but can totally throw a punch if necessary.

Uriel is mostly cold, occasionally cruel, and can also be physically threatening.

[I love the actress, though. Gloria Obianyo deserves a Ph.D. in Resting Bitch Facing for her performance in Good Omens alone and I'm here for it.]

S2 Saraqael seems to be more layered but has also been hurtful to Aziraphale (especially when she ironized that he couldn't possibly be the 25-Lazarii-magnitude-miracle caster).

Overall, S1 Aziraphale refers to the "Main Office" Angels as "BAD ANGELS!" after their hostile encounter. We could see from his face he would have wanted to use harsher words but couldn't get past his forgiving, decent nature.

Before we talk any furfur-ther [Am I proud of this so-called pun? A-BSOLUTELEH 😎🤭], let's add a really important stone/layer to our favorite Angel's thinking: to him, it is simple maths:

GOOD = RIGHT, BAD = WRONG

And let's save it for later, shall we?

[Killgrave dear is just here to remind you you can take a break anytime to drink a glass of Talisker if you'd like, or, more so, if HE'd like. Also because that character is THE best David Tennant role on television - 10th Doctor being the worthy third, I let you guess which character is our second now - and I might have wanted to use this gif just to be able to say that, who knows? *whispers* Mysssteryyyy...]

Anyway.

To a being like Aziraphale, who mostly thinks in dichotomy, being an Angel requires one main requirement: being GOOD.

[Buy a farrrrrm and be good! Not just "pretendy" good but. properly. GOOD! - NO, I couldn't find the gif and YES, I'm mad about it, but since I'm also unable to make one myself, I'll just shut it.]

That is why he refers to the Main Office Archangels as simply being BAD.

At that moment, they had been mean to him, threatening, and, by doing so, they became somewhat active in Hell's Armageddon project. Making them "bad" angels, but, more so:

Bad at BEING Angels.

Aziraphale, on the other hand, is, at heart, the penultimate goody-two-shoes: he does feel bad about himself whenever he does something bad/wrong such as lying (it has started to change, and I'll nuance that statement another time, but you get the grip).

He is constantly scared he might fall whenever he somewhat defies God's will or the idea he built in his head of what an Angel should be(have).

But have you paid attention to how his "Angelmates" NEVER seem to CARE about their own displays of, let's say "unconventional characteristics" for what should be the highest "Representatives of the sole concept of Good"?

Have you ever seen Gabriel or Michael being self-conscious about their narcissism and condescending tendencies? Uriel about their coldness? Saraqael about their sarcastic nature? Any of them about their use of violence? Of course not! They seem to be perfectly fine with it!

They own their characteristics, good AND bad.

Aziraphale does not.

Aziraphale is... soft. Even if he, at times, expresses regrets to be just that, he also applies it to his Angelic nature.

You know who else is soft?

Crowley.

Crowley is soft because he cannot kill children and takes it upon himself to LITERALLY DEFY BOTH GOD AND SATAN'S WILL TO SAVE SAID CHILDREN, including two annoying ones [especially the one who DARED to hit on Aziraphale but that is a topic for another day]

[MASSIVE Bildad the Shuhite fangirl here, consider yourselves warned.]

Crowley is soft because he cannot even kill GOATS.

Defying both God's and Satan's will to save kids? Yeah, eventually, okay.

Defying God's and Satan's will to save goats? Man, that's so effingly. more. powerful.

[Oh, look! A bird flying, normal thingy, nothing to see here, buh-bye!]

Crowley is soft because he proposes/"tempts" Aziraphale to "eat a spot of lunch", especially whenever his Angel experiences stress.

We have barely seen him eat, which might indicate he does not have such a strong taste for it personally. He only goes to the Ritz to enjoy Aziraphale's company and to watch him happily eat scrumptious, comforting foods.

[Okay, also because it morphed into a proper kink at some point but that is NOT today's subject, so stop trying to make me deviate from it! 😣]

Oh, and, before you bring that up, no, the alcohol motive is not relevant since he can, in all probability have a glass of Talisker in ANY sort of pub/restaurant in London.

[As a proper peated whisky lover who happens to be French, let me tell you this is NOT the case in my country and I'm super duper jealous of you, lads.]

Crowley is soft because he takes care of both Gabriel and Aziraphale's bookshop, even if it is clear he loathes the first and expressingly said he would not be a bookseller "even at gunpoint."

And, by "taking care of", know that I MEAN IT: he kept an eye on Jim, didn't wake him up when he heard him snore, answered any question he had, no matter how seemingly stupid they were [Even if Crowley, of all beings, cannot be anything but a raging "There is no stupid question, only stupid answers" representative] and offered him hot cocoa. As for the Booksho-P[uhhhhh *exhales in asthma*], he attempted to repair Jim's messy ordering twice and meticulously rearranged the place after ✨the Ball✨

[What do you mean, "he also Killgraved him into jumping out of the window?" HE ALSO STOPPED HIM FROM DOING SO, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. #NotBiasedInTheSlghtestIndividual]

Crowley is soft because he shares his Bentley with Aziraphale. Which is a VERY. BIG. DEAL. considering it was, at the time, HIS LAST ONE AND ONLY PRIZED POSSESSION.

[Should I mention that the Bentley FALLS IN LOVE with Aziraphale or is debating on whether or not that falls into the Oedipian complex territory off-topic? Yes, I'll see myself out.]

Crowley is soft because he rescues Aziraphale on countless occasions, even though, 99% of the time, that is pretty much unnecessary.

For real, guys: if Aziraphale had been discorporated in the course of his 6000+ years on Earth at any other given moment BUT on the eve of THE WAR with a capital "W", nobody in Heaven would have flinched.

[I do have a theory, though: maybe being re-incorporated takes quite a long time, which would have meant too many years apart from each other, hence the growing Damsel in Distress kink in Aziraphale, idk THAT IS NOT TODAY's SUBJECT, OKAY?!]

Also, Crowley is soft because "doing that makes him so happy".

Do you know who is supposedly "so happy" to save living things, aka GOD'S CREATIONS? Angels.

Crowley is soft because he rescues Aziraphale even when it is ACTUALLY ENDANGERING for both of them

He risked: his life, his pretty comfortable position "he carved out for himself", both his Earthy and Infernal homes sort of speak, AND EVEN HIS CAR to save his Angel's bottom/help him out in the direst situations (like stopping time to stop SATAN HIMSELF.)

[Also his past/present/future existence altogether, but the Bentley is more important, as I'm sure we'll all agree.]

[That is a Class A Protective/Helpful Husband, right there.]

Crowley is soft because he encourages Aziraphale to follow his passion for ✨prestidigitation✨

Even though he is pretty... amateurish at it. Not only does he encourage him, but he also HELPS him when he accepts to be his dashing assistant on stage.

[Yes, he does tell S1 Aziraphale to stop doing magic because he "has no idea how demeaning that is" but I'm pretty sure it was BECAUSE of S2 1941's events. Also, #WeStan1941Crowley here.]

Crowley is soft because he works pretty hard to make two humans he barely knows fall in love.

Yes, he also does it to cover his and Aziraphale's 25-Lazarii-magnitude-miracle lie BUT don't tell me his amazed expression when he thought he was about to witness Nina and Maggie actually falling for each other was not the purest, sincerest of all.

Finally, even if I could come up with more examples,

Crowley is soft because he saved Aziraphale's books JUST because he KNEW and CARED that Aziraphale CARED about said books.

That also, in Michael Sheen's very own opinion [as stated by Neil Gaiman in S1 GO DVD commentary], shared by many fans, and myself very much included, marks the moment

Aziraphale falls in love with Crowley.

[I DARE you to tell me THIS is NOT THE LOOK OF LOVE PERSONIFIED, go on, fight meh.]

So. WHY did it happen at that moment in particular? Well, because, first of all:

As a proper Jane Austen fan, Aziraphale is a slow burner.

Also, to him, an actual Angel, love is everywhere, so differentiating one love from another might be more difficult for somebody who can feel it whether or not it is even their own.

BUT [have you started getting used to my "but"s yet or should I harass you some more?] Let's go back in time to see how every previous encounter (that we know of) led to that pinnacle, shall we?

[Oh and, YES, this sort of essay will be long, and NO, I had no idea how much it would be when I started writing it, and still haven't, tbh 🤷‍♀️]

During part 2, we will also dive a little bit deeper into what Good Omens is all about.

[Yeah... I figured we would all need a break at this point.]

More on that later, then!

Hope I kept your interest at a reasonable peak. See you soon, Angels ❤

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[anxresi]

Chloe Bourgeois and the show’s overall treatment of her...

To me, it’s like… imagine a scenario where Leonardo Da Vinci stood near the throngs of visitors at the Louvre screaming “STOP admiring my Mona Lisa! It’s just a stupid painting that’s now overshadowed the rest of my work! If you don’t stop… I’ll… paint a silly moustache and goofy glasses on the portrait… so NO ONE will like it!”

Sadly, what creators like Thomas Astruc don’t realize is that most people tend to have long memories, and won’t forget the former glory of their creations even if they ripped the originals into a billion pieces. Their childish pettiness and jealousy also has a habit of working to the detriment of their work, as it not only affects the target of their ire but also the rest of their product as a whole.

I mean, think of what we COULD’VE gotten with Chloe after S2. I’m not just talking about any potential redemption arc hopes now (which I accept have well and truly tossed in the garbage by this point) but the immediate aftermath… the tenuous bond she could’ve forged with the rest of the Miraculous Squad as Queen Bee the Anti-Hero, the parallel between that and trying to build bridges as a former bully with those she used to pick on and are rightly suspicious of her, the impact this would’ve had the other characters as they come to terms with the ‘new’ Chloe, the newfound loving paternal relationship she might’ve had with her dad when she stops demanding things every few minutes, her mother desperately trying and failing to bring back the ‘Chlorine’ she raised to be a monster to take over her fashion empire one day…

Sounds great, don’t it? ‘Well not for you, any of that! Let’s introduce a boring Mary Sue-type who’ll never have any development to take Chloe’s place! Then we’ll slowly turn her into more and more of an intolerable brat over three seasons, culminating in a flashback episode that basically retcons half the show and leaves Chloe 100% to blame for ALL of Marinette’s problems! Not only that, let’s see how many other supporting characters like Kim we can destroy and drag down with her! Who cares about them, anyway? It’s all a means to an end in ‘sticking it’ to the audience that we, THE STUDIO, are in charge, and not a bunch of dumb fans who like complex personalities and slow character burns! If we give you zero-dimensional sociopaths and non-existent continuity that’s what you’re gonna get! And you’ll LIKE it!!’

Actually, no I don’t. And in the headlong rush to smash up everything Chloe and Queen Bee-related to replace it with that featureless dollop of nothing known as Zoe/Vesperia, I actually think they’ve damaged Miraculous as a brand irreparably. Maybe not among the ‘target audience’, but certainly amongst a lot of older fans and leaves me thinking that this lack of ambition, along with plenty of other notably bad writing decisions, will consign this show to forever be considered as ‘mediocre kiddy fodder’ in the future rather than the animated classic the great premise would suggest. Talk about self-ruination.

Oh well, life goes on. Plenty of other good stuff to watch, so can’t get too down about it all. Thanks for reading, & have a nice day. 😇

[nikatyler]

Zeph 1.0

oh?

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I love this little shit

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I accidentally threw a bomb at Gale...the one time I take him out with the party and I murder him right away

I'm sorry Gale I love you actually I really do 💀💀

"I threw" no actually it was my boyfriend, I'm innocent 😇 not like I'm controlling him or anything 😇

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magic delulu besties, yay!

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SHUT UP IS HE PROPOSING WHAT I THINK HE'S PROPOSING

I mean...

dsflakjasdklhgfjghadkfl

the giggle i just let out was not human

Oh lord

OH

So that's the bear scene I'm hearing so much about

Well that was. Something

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welp what a night for Zeph because guess what they're bloodless too, good for them

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sounds about right

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Oh. Didn't have this combat the first time around here. Yay. I'm stressed :D

Yay family, what a lovely bunch they are :D

For real though I thought they would kidnap him, I was so worried I'd screw this combat 😂 I just wanna mess around the city before I get to the bigger quests (and also, yes, the battle with a certain evil vampire scares me, I didn't do well there before my big reload 💀)

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oh god here we go again, should i do it for the achievement

this might be the worst thing i have ever done but let's go i guess. zeph i don't know how you're going to face your boyfriend tomorrow but that's a problem for future you 💀

pause i'm gonna go get dinner 💀💀

JFJFKFKFKDKSKKFNFJF WHATHEFUCK

not gonna lie i expected more people have done it 💀

teehee anywayyyy moving on from that back to this

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i made four new besties

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such a dramatic moment and all I can think about is that old "what are those?!" vine

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who gave this game the right to hurt me so much 🥹

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alright i took a break but now i think it's time to try and face cazabitch again. that combat was not going well for me at all before my big big reload but i think i learned a thing or two 💀

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a good luck kiss before we go get absolutely fucked up :D yay :D

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I'm stalling so bad lmao I don't wanna do this. If it wasn't for me getting stupid attached I would've been done by now for sure. 💀

What if I went to play Minecraft now. hole works need to continue you know

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Fucking hell this quest is actually giving me so much anxiety I don't want him to get hurt but I'm hurting just knowing we're near

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place your bets how many times i'm gonna have to reload

well first off i'm taking a break to do some duolingo because i'm not losing my 299 day streak

yes stalling again

wowie 300

besties i'm eepy i might go to bed

I already knew what was coming (the lines said) but phew. This is heavy. Think I'll actually leave the fight for tomorrow though

I did not leave the fight for tomorrow and I failed. Although I think I did better than before, I'm gonna crack this eventually (if not, I'll cry and you'll hear about it)

I may be stupid

Why did I not think of that dammit. If I wasn't so tired I'd go back to my computer now 😭

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LETS FUCKING GO EAT SHIT YOU EVIL ASS VAMPIRE BITCH THAT'S RIGHT YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE MY BOY ALONE FUCK YOU

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rip me i died dead

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That was intense oh my god

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same Karlach, same. smoochies

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and what if my stuck-at-the-age-of-13 brain picked option 3 (I won't, but what if)

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how i feel after this playing session

Jokes and silly aside, this was actually so good. Oh my god I would never shut up about this if I had the words. This did something to me for real

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Shorter playing session today but I hit 200 hours 🫣 I don't have a problem, no no, not at all 🫣

And still not done with my first run 😂

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Yesterday I was like "okay, I'll leave this combat for tomorrow, it'll probably take me ages to get through" and then I was done in 5 minutes? Maybe I'm getting good at this game idk

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Karlach 😭😭😭😭😭

I promise in my next run I'll fix you 😭😭😭

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SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP YOU'RE NOT DYING I WON'T LET YOU I JUST WON'T

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I promise in my next run I'll fix you 😭😭😭Duuude this combat is getting way too easy for me 😗 I should choose a higher difficulty in my second run. I didn't expect I'd get a hang of it

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babyyyy ♥

yeah yeah she's a badass warrior and all but she's also baby

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gjkldfjlkdf what

👁️👄👁️

👁️🫦👁️

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bedfellows? we can be too? interesting choice of words 🤨

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I can't be watching this before lunch or ever actually 👁️👄👁️

This game is wild

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I love it when I cast a spell and so many things go unexpectedly boom and my laptop lags more than usual

Like the lag is bad. But it's a sign that the boom was excellent

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i don't want to finish this game i want it to go on forever 😭

i'm acting like i'm not gonna immediately start a new run when i'm done but still

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I was doing the house of hope yesterday btw 🤭

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Okay I feel a little less sad now because I'm thinking of things I'll do differently in the next run and I'm excited but what kind of character do I play with 🤔

I'm really leaning towards bg3-ifying Ross but I still dunno what class I want him to be. Race even. I'm not sure if I want him to be a human here 🤔 half elf I could see but my current tav is a half elf…hmm. Full elf mayhaps? Dunno. I think that could work for him maybe

I might pull out that long ass dnd test and answer it in character for him to help me figure it out lol, work's slow today anyway

Welp I have figured out already that Zeph is a lot like Ross but so much nicer and without the whole "I was a dirty cheater in my late teens and dated half my high school" thing 💀

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