#this sounds like something thats relatively easy to do but honestly ive been losing my mind these last few months and i could barely get

[brunetteaura]

cant believe im actually saying this but trying to be a normal person by Doing things like working out studying without music eating healthy meditating and walking 10k+ steps per day actually helps you become one. no i know its crazy

[faunusrights]

OFFAL HUNT REMASTER LIVEBLOG // CHAPTER 2

i was gonna put 2/?? but honestly the concept frightens me too much

i’ve JUST come back from a christmas meal with my family so i’m both tipsy AND tired and now im nearly 23 i’ve become the person who doesn’t mind the chitchat after a meal. my nephews and niece feel so betrayed. anyway that means im one Sleepy Bitch so lets get this show on the road before i pass ouzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

so, context: we’re back in the emerald forest aka weiss schnee’s favourite tinder location (and not the fun kind)! so w/o further ado...

Theory swam through Glynda's head, old aches lingering in her sinew and bone, but years at Beacon had dulled her, made her react instead of preempt.

god this line was VERY good the first time around so seeing it again is like Ah Yes i remember this Good Good content. i really like how glynda gets painted in this bit; canon (murphy? mentioning CANON? in WHICH timeline???) really did glynda poorly and i’d love to have had just.... MORE of her in general. luckily offal hunt is like if someone made a fifteen-tier glynda goodwitch wedding cake and then planted your face, neck, and shoulders into it.

Any Grimm that crossed her path made a fatal error. She was not afraid, not disgusted, not invested—but ruthless, always ruthless.

i can’t... SAY anything w/o giving away spoilers but that said... i should make a spoiler version of these liveblogs because HONESTLY... instead i will merely do this for now:

👈😎👈

moving SWIFTLY on because!

She was starting to remember how to pick the different bird species of the forest apart by their pitch alone when far away, a twig snapped under the foot of an animal. Glynda considered it for a moment, but the rustling that followed wasn’t big enough for concern. At least her instincts were coming back quickly.

so this passage was the same for v1 offal hunt and even though im pretty sure nothing... comes of it? my brain is always like ‘!!! ITS CHEVOKS GUN W H O D I D T H A T’ and i FEEL LIKE... IVE MISSED SMTHNG? THIS MUST BE IMPORTANT...

but im pretty sure it isnt. thanks brain.

at this point im grabbing another cider because why be tipsy when we can try and get drunk!!! but its only 4.0% so... yeah. anyway. kiwi and lime time.

Before, it was something of a joke between them. Now it only served to remind her that she wasn’t where she was supposed to be.

god this fic really went from ‘glynda’s a bit of a hard-ass (who cares rly)’ to ‘AAAAAAA GLYNDA JUST WANTS 2 BE AT HOME...’ and it SUCKS!!!! I DIDNT NEED THIS PROGRESSION BECAUSE NOW IM SAD!!!!!!!!!

Some would probably call her reckless. Her own students would probably look at their notes and frown. Glynda didn’t care.

honestly i need to get writing my tired-teacher-glynda au which is, basically, canon, because i enjoy the interaction of ‘mx goodwitch thats against the ru-’ ‘gotta know the rules to break em. and i WROTE EM.’

Glynda pushed them in until her knuckles pressed into the greasy, knotted fur, easy as pushing a sewing needle through cloth.

another line that i ADORE if only because i can really feel this one in my own hands super viscerally? like... i KNOW that feeling... and i can picture it so well my arms almost tense up sdfjhgsfd its SO GOOD...

The dissolving corpse smelled like rot, mildew, like dark corners of damp rooms. It smelled like smoke beneath it all, a faint sourness biting at her nose like the final protest of a dying campfire.

firstly: i love the description of this because these are smells we’re also generally familiar with, and it honestly makes yr nose wrinkle

secondly: 👈😎👈

if i could bold an emoji? i would have done it then.

Even within the safety of human settlements, the night brought out terrors.

HERE WE G O oOO O

im not gonna copy the whole thing abt emerald and mercury but i LOVE these two tiny idiots tbh... i mean the first introduction is so sly yet lethal sounding and its just. yeeeeeeeeeeeeees. this fic is gonna be FULL of good content for them and im so ready to relive it all again.

Emerald met Cinder halfway, leaving the warm haze of the streetlight and becoming sharper without its glow. Keen-eyed and toothy, she fell into step beside Cinder, the exuberance ill-fitting for someone with such a crooked smile.

I LOVE EMERALD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA shes SO good in this and honestly the cinder & merc & em dynamic in this is Top Tier and i just wanna rub it on my FACE

“Airships don’t leave much room for mistakes. The ground is surer. And anyway, Grimm are no trouble to me.”

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The patches of scales at her joints had been just barely visible then, but Cinder had known well what would have happened had she been left to grow into her fangs.

MY CROPS? WATERED. MY THESIS? WRITTEN UP FOR ME. MY HOPES AND DREAMS? RESTORED. THIS IS THE CONTENT THE PEOPLE DESERVE.

there’s a bunch of mentions of kinship in this section and im LIVING for it... im honestly thriving for softer, rounder cinder... im gonna whap her in my face like a pancake of my affections

HILL OF ROSES MASSACRE.

ive spotted the plot lads and if u havent been here before... h o o b o y

h    o      o bbb        o                               y

“I expect you to trust me,” Cinder snapped, turning from them, cutting the conversation short with a look devoid of warmth.

now this is a fun line, because i knew it’d changed somewhat, but not from what. entertainingly, this line in v1 was actually 

“I expect you to obey,” Cinder snapped, turning from them, cutting the conversation short with a look devoid of warmth.

/sips cider

don’t you love word choices

“[...] You are the only people I can’t lose once this begins.”

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM BOI 👈😎👈

“I’ll be in touch soon. When I can.”

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OKAY SO THATS! chapter 2! and BOY. its relatively untouched from v1, but the things that HAVE changed are especially worthy of note... if this is your first time reading offal hunt, by the by, it’s probably worth your time to come back to these liveblog and spot my fingerguns. ull... ull see why. dw abt it. :)

anyway kc and diesel honestly RUINED my family dinner by making me have to WAIT TO COME HOME FOR IT which is Cruel and Unusual but also... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAA-