#sylvester august

[eyes-sheep-song]

very giddy hearing Sly referring to Michael as "Big Bear", love my two gay cowboys

[diioonysus]

dresses + art

[7cfc00]

Gotta break some ribs to get to the heart, after all!

[WOE.BEGONE episode 108: The Elephant And The Dog]

[cannibaldetective]

DID I JUST FUCKING HEAR HARLAN FUCKING GUTHRIE

[rudycrowley]

These guys have been living in my head rent free

[ratboyvince]

Sly needs more credit for how completely and immediately down bad he was for Michael.

I don’t believe in love at first sight but Sly was by all means enjoying some mysterious cowboy eye-candy in episode 73.

[username8746489]

Personal Interpretation of a Sylvie + Lorelai interaction/fight

(Fic under cut; wordcount: 1,638)

"Nightmare Fuel!"

Lorelai quickly blinked the sleepiness from the sheep that had jumped in her face away, brandishing her staff out in front of her like a shield. Her body braced for an impact that never came. Judging from the kid's bewildered expression, she imagined that this was a surprise for him as well.

"Hah!" She laughed, placing her hands on her hips with a haughty grin, "Your epithet means nothing against mine!"

Sylvie stepped back with a grimace, staring her down wordlessly.

Lorelai rolled her eyes, "Ugh, don't look at me like that. It's not my fault I'm better than you." She spun around her staff in an extravagent twirl, magical sparkles trailing behind it, "How about I prove it to you once and for all!"

Beaten without even a bleat, Put this annoying kid to sleep!

She disregarded the muttered "not a kid", sticking the tip of her wand out towards her target, her radiant smile glowing under the light from the multicolored pastel bubbles that would reflect Sylvie's power back at him.

Lorelai's smile dropped when bright orange sparks came out instead, popping loudly in her ears before dropping down to the floor.

"Huh?"

There was only a few of them, but as soon as they touched the ground, an inferno sparked to life, swirling outward like a tornado with a heatwave so strong, it knocked Lorelai onto the ground. There was almost no time at all before the flames were climbing up the walls, covering the entire room in a thick cloud of smoke.

No, no, no, no, no, this isn't what she meant to happen! It was supposed to be a harmless sleep spell! Why was there fire?! No, she couldn't do this again!-

"So that's it," Sylvie said, cutting through the panic in Lorelai's mind like a knife. He seemed entirely undisturbed by the destruction around him, not even making an attempt to protect himself. "You're not afraid of fire, are you?"

Lorelai couldn't respond, hands clutched over her nose and mouth. Why wasn't he scared either?

"No, no, what you're most afraid of must be-"

A shrill, piercing scream rang in the air.

A familar scream at that.

One Lorelai had heard that night.

"Molly?!"

Sylvie startled at that, his apathetic analyst persona dropping for just long enough for the confused words to escape his mouth. "She's not supposed to be here-"

Lorelai didn't wait to hear the rest of his sentence. She shot up to her feet, ducking beneath smoke and jumping over embers, adrenaline pumping in her blood. Nothing could be heard above the beating of her own heart other than Molly's terrified screams.

"HELP! HELP ME! TRIXIE! FEENIE! BOSS!"

Lorelai slid to a stop near a large pile of wreckage, stacked up to the roof of the building. The bottom was already starting to ignite, flames burning brightly in front of her. And there Molly was at the very top, curled into a ball and fingers clutching at her hair as she rocked back and forth, body trembling with the force of her cries.

"Molly!"

Molly sniffled, looking down at her sister, obscured by the smoke in the room.

"Don't breath too much!" Lorelai shouted, unable to think of any words of comfort at the moment.

She was the worst. Lorelai hadn't actually seen Molly since she disappeared after Vincent's visit. She had no idea whether her little sister was alright or not this entire time.

Obviously, obviously, she wasn't alright right now! Shouldn't she be focusing on that right now?!

But maybe this is what they needed to fix their relationship. If Lorelai became the hero she always pretended she was, then wouldn't Molly love her again?

"Lorelai! Make it stop!" Molly sobbed.

God, she couldn't even do this right! Even as her sister risked the same fate as their mother, all she was focused on was her own reputation.

Lorelai swallowed with a dry throat, nodding rapidly as she pointed her wand towards the fire. "I… Um…" Her staff wavered in her grip, mind going blank. No. No, not now! She needed a rhyme for her powers to work!

"What are you doing?!" Molly screamed, knees pressed to her chest as the fire grew ever closer, "Just cancel your epithet!"

"Right! Right…" Lorelai dropped the wand, sticking her hand out and pulling on the familar feeling on her chest to delete her augments.

Nothing happened. In fact, the fire started to spread even faster, clawing up the pile until it was licking at Molly's rainboots.

"No!" She shouted instinctively, heart skipping a beat. Why wasn't her epithet listening to her?! She wanted it to stop so make it stop!-

She just needed to try harder. If she tried harder, this would all go away.

But she was trying, so why wasn't it working?!

Molly shrieked, the loudest she's ever heard her sister, flames attaching themselves to her clothes.

"Stop! Stop it!"

But fire didn't have ears. It continued to burn with the same intensity as ever, uncaring of the little girl it had caught in its path.

Lorelai sprinted forward, vision blurred with tears she hadn't realized had formed. A hand caught her by the wrist, yanking her back.

"You can't seriously be planning to climb that, right?"

Lorelai saw red, spinning around and throwing a clumsy punch at Sylvie. "This is your fault!" She screamed, voice intermingling with the cries of her still burning sister. "If- If I hadn't been fighting you, none of this would've happened!" Lorelai kept hurling insults at him, uncordinated attacks with her hands following them, shouting at the top of her lungs to drown out the noises of her sins.

Lorelai could feel it when Molly's voice died down to nothing. It was like she had used her dumb bubble on herself. If Lorelai didn't turn around, she could pretend that's what it was. Like the past five minutes hadn't just happened.

Like she hadn't just killed another family member.

"Your worst fear is not being able to control your epithet, isn't it?" Sylvie asked.

"Huh?"

He snapped his fingers. All at once, the bright fire and heavy smoke disappeared, leaving the room as if time had been rewound. Lorelai didn't dare see what had happened to the Molly that had burned. If she didn't look, she could pretend it didn't exist at all, that there was a chance it wasn't her real sister after all and she hadn't just seen how pathetic Lorelai really was.

Lorelai's knees gave out from under her, collapsing to the floor. She heaved for breath, hiccuping as sobs involuntarily left her. "It's my fault, isn't it?" She weakly asked, "Mom died because of me."

Sylvie's eyes softened just a bit, "I'm sorry."

Lorelai's head dropped, shuddering about the fact that he hadn't even attempted to deny it.

"…Did you mean to?" Sylvie asked.

"What?"

Sylvie paused to think over his words, then elaborated, "People tend to find more comfort when they can place the blame on a tangible thing. But sometimes… Sometimes bad things just happen to people. And we can't control any of that." He took a breath, letting the words sink in for the other girl. "What I'm trying to say is… You shouldn't blame yourself so much. It wasn't something you actively chose to do. You have so much guilt over the housefire that it's led you to isolate yourself from the world in an attempt to prevent yourself from hurting anyone again. But you're still hurting people like this."

Lorelai scowled, "What do you know about me?"

"I-"

"You know nothing about me!" She shouted, "How would you know anything about what I've been through?!"

"You aren't special, Lorelai!" Sylvie snapped, the standard quick temper she had come to expect from the kid. But this one outburst managed to quiet Lorelai down as intended. He sighed, rubbing his face with his hand, "But I don't mean that as an insult."

"How else could you possibly mean it?!"

"I have an epithet I can't fully control in my sleep too."

"So?!" Lorelai retorted. "It's not like you lost your mom too!"

"Maybe I didn't," Sylvie interrupted, "But didn't Molly?"

Lorelai's breath hitched, her gaze returning to the ground.

Sylvie knelt down beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder, "You… You aren't alone, is what I mean. Other people have been through what you have. And they can help." He mumbled under his breath, "Better than your dad, at least."

"My dad loves us- me though," Lorelai mumbled, heart squeezing at the truth she had stumbled upon. She had used it as a weapon against Molly for years, but she hadn't fully believed it until this moment.

"Maybe so. But a bad person can still have good traits," Sylvie said. He paused for a moment, then continued, "Of course, the opposite can be true sometimes too."

Lorelai flinched as he removed his hand from her shoulder. Sylvie stood, extending his hand again to help her up.

"You've done some bad things, but I don't think you're a bad person, Lorelai. You can still change for the better."

Lorelai sniffled, wiping her eyes with her sleeves. "I-I'm sorry."

"Am I the one you should be saying that to?"

She had reflected on her actions ever since she noticed Molly had disappeared from their home, something that took an embarassingly long time to happen. And while she had denied she'd done anything wrong at first, trying to chase away the guilt that threatened to take hold of her entire body and soul, Lorelai wanted desperately for their relationship to return to what it was before the housefire.

Maybe one day, she'd be worthy enough for it to happen.

For now, she could work towards that, accepting the help that Sylvie had offered her.

[wolfswitcheryanimations]

Cowboy yaoi. Cowbaoi

[ancientspacepirate]

@woebetober Day 3: Fluff

Ill be honest, i only looked at todays prompt and immediately wanted to draw michael and sly. I did not see that tomorrows prompt is cowboy. Regardless, i have enough thoughts about them to fill up the entire list, so its no problem at all.

[spacedryadkepler]

woe.begone??? woe.begone!!!

some character design doodles!

random design thought processes below

(includes vague allusions to spoilery things)

- i originally sketched/worked out a lot of these when i was listening to w.bg for the first time in like, may-june so

choices may not reflect more recent descriptions/changes to characters

-the characters here are entirely based off of the sketches i liked from my original batch, i did have like, the hunters and other characters, but i didn’t have a clear enough image in my mind for what they look like

-so like, in my mind early on, i somehow got it in my head that OVER Tier 1 security guards wear green and kind of look like park/forest rangers

i don’t have any clue why, but it’s stuck

edgar gets a lab coat cause it’s fun

edgar also has long hair here, but i imagine him with diff hair lengths in different seasons of the show

- the mikes are all very man standing emoji in the lineup, but i thought it was funny so i didn’t fix it

- sly gets a leather jacket and gloves cause he’s a biker!

- my reasoning for outlaw being just a ty betteridge in a cowboy hat, is that he has on multiple occasions snuck into the compound and done things that would imply the only thing that would separate him from the rest is his hat, and his accent

and i think it’s funny

maybe he wears more cowboy stuff in texas, and wears the suit to infiltrate the compound

[katy-belacqua]

Why doesn’t every season end like this? I was going to draw a scene for 180 but I just… I didn’t want to. I choose happiness.

[charlotte-of-wales]

Prince Albert and Princess Alexandra of Hanover attend the Men's Park Final on day twelve of the Olympic Games Paris 2024 at Place de la Concorde | August 07, 2024

[enbypotat53]

Day 22 of the August Wheel! Today is Dr Sylvester Ashling from Epithet Erased! 💙

[7cfc00]

cowboys, reunited. [w.bg ep120]

[tryanmybest]

sometimes i catch myself thinking "but no, there's no way angeleyes will actually be a thing. harlan isn't like that."

then i think about the fact that he's a gay cowboy in w.bg and i think. actually, maybe he is

[incorrect-woebegone-quotes]

Sly: I love you.

Michael: How many people have you said that to?

Sly: Everyone.

Michael: What?

Sly: I told everyone that I love you.