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getting let go from my job after the first day (i think someone i went to school with outed me lmao) has got me thinking about the california economy and yknow. i wonder if skyrocketing insane housing prices driving vast swathes of our remotely employed middle class to move to other states and countries might have had the effect of removing a large customer base with disposable income from our local economy causing us to go into an economic recession nice and early as a canary in the real estate coal mine that in a better country would have actually made the news. but i suspect that the national recession is going to be like the global pandemic where officials will lie about/obfuscate the issue until its impossible to hide
#the fact that my once middle class household with multiple generations and 6 adults contributing to financial resources#are in danger of losing the house we barely fit in is insane. obviously it isnt OK or JUSTIFIED when anyone becomes homeless#but its insane to think about that happening in this case#the high-level office job my dad used to work at went from being a career you had until you retired#to a job you had for a few years until office politics and discrimination chased you out#(my dad usually being the one hispanic guy in an office full of white guys)#to a short term contract that never got renewed#to just nothing. everybody taking applications. hardly anyone interviewing. and nobody hiring#ive been struggling for 6 months now to get a job in anything from janitorial to warehouse to finally crawling back to restaurant work#nothing. dozens of applications. 3 interviews in 6 months#then i finally get a restaurant job that will let me save up to move with a safety net#and everything goes well 1st day. then the next day i get a text saying ''we believe this wont be a good fit'' and a venmo for what i earne
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@mayberobin A bath pillow is pretty much what it sounds like: a pillow that goes in the bathtub! I got this one on clearance for like $8 (USD) but there’s lot of different brands and types out there. The edge of my tub kind of digs into the back of my neck if I lean back (mine’s like one of those tub/shower combo types, meaning I’m really just leaning against the wall), so the pillow just suction cups onto the tub for a little padding and it’s SUCH an upgrade!
Afterwards I just suction it to the wall overnight to dry and then it’s light enough that I just hang it from one of the shower curtain rings to store.
I also have a little suction cup cover for the overflow drain on my tub which lets the water get a few inches deeper, another easy lil way to step up your bath game!
Fancy Bath really is one of the best feelings in the world
#hot tip: search ‘Amazon resale’ on Amazon and they have ‘used’ stuff for way cheaper which is where I got the pillow#it used to be called Amazon Warehouse but it’s stuff that’s not ACTUALLY ‘used’ (hence the quotation marks) but has been returned#so they can’t sell it as ‘new’#or like. the box got damaged so they had to repackage it. or it has some cosmetic defect like a scratch or whatever so it’s marked down#they don’t really advertise that that department even exists but there’s a lot of good deals#obviously I don’t love Amazon but I’m on a grad student stipend and have been able to get a lot of my household stuff through the warehouse#plus I got a box of bath bombs on Etsy recently that were marked down for not passing quality control#like just a bunch of random varieties that for whatever reason the seller deemed unfit to sell full price#none of them seem to have anything wrong with them to me lol#they were selling a box of roughly 25 for $25#as opposed to like $5 a piece or whatever they go for#budget bathtime can still be bougie i tell ya what#mayberobin
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Riz Gukgak, a little rogue from a single-parent household. A natural detective, going nights without sleeping and worrying his mother to death. He was looking for his babysitter who had gone missing, he didn’t care about friends. He was the briefcase kid, he was used to getting bullied. He gets thrown into a trash can and called “The Ball.” He stole a teabag in the name of getting clues and got detention. He brought a gun to his first day of school. He killed a monster, making the worst but smartest choice of jumping into the corn monster. He joined the A.V. club with some gross people just to solve a mystery. He started taking care of a random rat just because he could. He used his suitcase as a skateboard during combat. He shot Coach Daybreak when he was unconscious just to make sure he was dead. He knew they weren’t done yet despite the cops having the palimpsest. He took 7 damage to try to save someone from a palimpsest. He shot 2 of his classmate’s fingers off to get him to answer their questions. He holds the sword of shadows. He kills a dragon and then eats him. “Fury of the Ball” He becomes a licensed investigator. He lied about having a partner, and it manifested and kidnapped him. He comes clean immediately. He gave up a secret only to save his friend he never thought he would have. He tried to help Fabian feel better after the fight at the Row and the Ruction. He helped save Adaine, helping take down a Plyon. He found record of the coin from the Nightmare King in Kalvaxus’ Horde. He was also the first to find out about the Shadow Cat. He represented Fig in a legal trial in Hell. He met his dad and almost thought he was bad. He became part of the Lower Planar Reconnaissance Task Force. His biggest fear was getting left by his friends getting in relationships. He came up with the way to destroy Kalina. He used magic to be able to drive. He ran over Fabian. He joined every club he could and became a campaign manager so that he could go to college since his mom couldn’t afford it. *His principal cast Hold Monster on him… He didn’t hesitate to protect Fig from the moon by throwing her into his briefcase and jumping in after her. His nightmare followed him, it attacked his friends. He got away again. He learned to talk shit. He hid so well and helped with the Last Stand so much. He found the rogue teacher, he solved so many points of the mystery. He killed another dragon! He is so protective of his friends, and he hated what the rat grinders stood for. “Make sure to cut his head off so he can’t be revived.” He submerged in lava just to throw Kipperlilly off. “Very good on paper but… no practical application.” He apologized to Fig and Kristen for pushing them to do school when they didn’t want to, as well as made sure Kristen actually wanted to be president. He is Riz Gukgak, The Ball, and he is a huge part of the bad kids despite being so small. And the one thing Porter was right about? Riz is a “Little Shadow” and he is good at it too.
It took me three hours to write this because I had to condense and cut so much. It’s 1am (12:14) in a warehouse in the middle of the sea (a dorm room) and I am finally done with this style of post. At least 4 more Bad Kids posts are coming, and then I’ll be normal again (posting about other fandoms and dnd shows)
*I said this was important! He used dominate person on Ruben, so that was a choice Grix made, there are no mechanical reasons for monster to work vs person
#dimension 20#fantasy high#fantasy high junior year#riz gukgak#fantasy high spoilers#fhjy spoilers#d20 fantasy high#fantasy high junior year spoilers#dox.jpeg
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How monopoly enshittified Amazon
In Bezos’s original plan, the company called “Amazon” was called “Relentless,” due to its ambition to be “Earth’s most customer-centric company.” Today, Amazon is an enshittified endless scroll of paid results, where winning depends on ad budgets, not quality.
Writing in Jeff Bezos’s newspaper The Washington Post, veteran tech reporter Geoffrey Fowler reports on the state of his boss’s “relentless” commitment to customer service. The state is grim.
https://www.washingtonpost.com/technology/interactive/2022/amazon-shopping-ads/
Search Amazon for “cat beds” and the entire first screen is ads. One of them is an ad for a dog carrier, which Amazon itself manufactures and sells, competing with the other sellers who bought that placement.
Scroll down one screen and you get some “organic” results — that is, results that represent Amazon’s best guess at the best products for your query. Scroll once more and yup, another entire screen of ads, these ones labeled “Highly rated.” One more scroll, and another screenful of ads, one for a dog product.
Keep scrolling, you’ll keep seeing ads, including ads you’ve already scrolled past. “On these first five screens, more than 50 percent of the space was dedicated to ads and Amazon touting its own products.” Amazon is a cesspit of ads: twice as many as Target, four times as many as Walmart.
How did we get here? We always knew that Amazon didn’t care about its suppliers, but being an Amazon customer has historically been a great deal — lots of selection, low prices, and a generous returns policy. How could “Earth’s most customer-centric” company become such a bad place to shop?
The answer is in Amazon’s $31b “ad” business. Amazon touts this widely, and analysts repeat it without any critical interrogation, proclaiming that Amazon is catching up with the Googbook ad-tech duopoly. But nearly all of that “ad” business isn’t ads at all — it’s payola.
https://pluralistic.net/2022/02/27/not-an-ad/#shakedowns
Amazon charges its sellers billions of dollars a year through a gladiatorial combat where they compete to outspend each other to see who’ll get to the top of the search results. May the most margin-immolating, deep-pocketed spender win!
Why would sellers be willing to light billions of dollars on fire to get to the top of the Amazon search results?
Prime.
Most of us have Amazon Prime. Seriously — 82% of American households! Prime users only shop on Amazon. Seriously. More than 90% of Prime members start their search on Amazon, and if they find what they’re looking for, they stop there, too.
If you are a seller, you have to be on Amazon, otherwise no one will find your stuff and that means they won’t buy it. This is called a monopsony, the obscure inverse of monopoly, where a buyer has power over sellers.
But monopoly and monopsony are closely related phenomena. Monopsonies use control over buyers — the fact that we all have Prime — to exert control over sellers. This lets them force unfavorable terms onto sellers, like deeper discounts. In theory, this is good for use consumers, because prices go down. In practice, though…
Back in June 2021, DC Attorney General Karl Racine filed an antitrust suit against Amazon, because the company had used its monopoly over customers to force such unfavorable terms on sellers that prices were being driven up everywhere, not just on Amazon:
https://pluralistic.net/2021/06/01/you-are-here/#prime-facie
Here’s how that works: one of the unfavorable terms Amazon forces on sellers is “most favored nation” status (MFN), which means that Amazon sellers have to offer their lowest price on Amazon — they can’t sell more cheaply anywhere else.
Then Amazon hits sellers with fees. Lots of fees:
Fees to be listed on Prime (without which, your search result is buried at the bottom of an endless scroll):
Fees for Amazon warehouse fulfillment (without which, your search result is buried at the bottom of an endless scroll)
And finally, there’s payola — the “ads” you have to buy to outcompete the other people who are buying ads to outcompete you.
All told, these fees add up to 45% of the price you pay Amazon — sometimes more. Companies just don’t have 45% margins, because they exist in competitive markets. If I’m selling a bottle of detergent at a 45% markup, my rival will sell it at 40%, and then I have to drop to 35%, and so on.
But everyone has to sell on Amazon, and Amazon takes their 45% cut, which means that all these sellers have to raise prices. And, thanks to MFN, the sellers then have to charge the same price at Walmart, Target, and your local mom-and-pop shop.
Amazon’s monopoly (control over buyers) gives it a monopsony (control over sellers), which lets it raise prices everywhere, at Amazon and at every other retailer, even as it drives the companies that supply it into bankruptcy.
Amazon is no longer a place where a scrappy independent seller can find an audience for its products. In order to navigate the minefield Amazon lays for its sellers (who have no choice but to sell there), these indie companies are forced to sell out to gators (aggregators), which are now multi-billion-dollar businesses in their own right:
https://pluralistic.net/2022/02/10/monopoly-begets-monopoly/#gator-ade
This brings me back to the enshittification of Amazon search, AKA late-stage (platform) capitalism. Amazon’s dominance means that many products are now solely available on the platform. With the collapse of both physical and online retail, Prime isn’t so much a choice as a necessity.
Amazon has produced a planned economy run as capriciously as a Soviet smelting plant, but Party Secretary Bezos doesn’t even pretend to be a servant of the people. From his lordly seat aboard his penis-rocket, Bezos decides which products live and which ones die.
Remember that one of those search-results for a cat-bed was a product for dogs? Remember that Amazon made that dog product? How did that end up there? Well, if you’re a seller trying to make a living from cat-beds, your ad-spending is limited by your profit margin. Guess how much it costs Amazon to advertise on Amazon? Amazon is playing with its own chips, and it can always outbid the other players at the table.
Those Amazon own-brand products? They didn’t come out of a vacuum. Amazon monitors its own sellers’ performance, and creams off the best of them, cloning them and then putting its knockoffs above of the original product in search results (Bezos lied to Congress about this, then admitted it was true):
https://nypost.com/2021/10/18/jeff-bezos-may-have-lied-to-congress-about-amazon-practices-reps/
If you’ve read Chokepoint Capitalism, Rebecca Giblin’s and my new book about market concentration in the entertainment industry, this story will be a familiar one. You’ll recall that Amazon actually boasts about this process, calling it “the flywheel”:
https://twitter.com/rgibli/status/1561761732108107777
Everything that Amazon is doing to platform sellers, other platforms are doing to creators. You know how Amazon knocks off its sellers’ best products and then replaces them with its clones? That’s exactly what Spotify does to the ambient artists in its most popular playlists, replacing them with work-for-hire soundalikes who aren’t entitled to royalties.
You can learn more about how Spotify rips off its performers in the Chokepoint Capitalism chapter on Spotify; we made the audiobook version of that chapter a Spotify exclusive (it’s the only part of the book you can get on Spotify):
https://pluralistic.net/2022/09/12/streaming-doesnt-pay/#stunt-publishing
Entertainment and tech companies all want to be the only game in town for their creative labor force, because that lets them turn the screws to those workers, moving value from labor to shareholders.
Amazon is also the poster-child for this dynamic. For example, its Audible audiobook monopoly means that audiobook creators must sell on Audible, even though the #AudibleGate scandal revealed that the company has stolen hundreds of millions of dollars from these creators. (Our chapter on Audiblegate is the only part of our audiobook on Audible!)
https://pluralistic.net/2022/09/07/audible-exclusive/#audiblegate
Then there’s its Twitch division, where the company just admitted that it had been secretly paying its A-listers 70% of the total take for their streams. The company declared this to be unfair when the plebs were having half their wages clawed back by Amazon, so they fixed it by cutting the A-listers’ pay.
https://pluralistic.net/2022/09/22/amazon-vs-amazon/#pray-i-dont-alter-it-further
Twitch blamed the cut on the high cost of bandwidth for streaming. If that sounds reasonable to you, remember: Twitch buys its bandwidth from Amazon. As Sam Biddle wrote, “Amazon is charging Amazon so much money to run the business via Amazon that it has no choice but to take more money from streamers.”
https://twitter.com/samfbiddle/status/1572667269284777984
As Bezos suns himself aboard his yacht-so-big-it-has-a-smaller-yacht, we ask him to referee a game where he also owns one of the teams. Over and over again, he proves that he is not up to the task. Either his “relentless” customer focus was a sham, or the benefits of cheating are too tempting to ignore.
Historically, we understood that businesses couldn’t be trusted to be on both sides of a transaction. The “structural separation” doctrine is one of the vital pieces of policy we’ve lost over 40 years of antitrust neglect. It says that important platforms can’t compete with their users.
https://locusmag.com/2022/03/cory-doctorow-vertically-challenged/
For example, banks couldn’t own businesses that competed with their commercial borrowers. If you own Joe’s Pizza and your competitor is Citibank Pizza and you both have a hard month and can’t make your payment, will you trust that Citi called in your loan but not Citibank Pizza’s because they had a more promising business?
Today, all kinds of businesses have been credibly accused of self-preferencing: Google and Apple via their App Stores, Spotify via its playlists, consoles via their game stores, etc. Legislators have decided that the best way to fix this isn’t structural separation, but rather, rules against self-preferencing.
Under these rules, companies will have to put “the best” results at the top of their listings. This is doomed. When Apple says it put its own ebook store ahead of Bookshop.org’s app because it sincerely believes Apple Books is “better,” how will we argue with this? Maybe Apple really does believe that. Maybe it doesn’t. Maybe it does, but only because of motivated reasoning (“It is difficult to get a product manager to understand something, when their bonus depends on them not understanding it”).
The irony here is that these companies’ own lawyers know that a sincere promise of fairness is no assurance that your counterparty will act honorably. If the judge in Apple v. Epic was a major shareholder in Epic, or the brother-in-law of Epic’s CEO, Apple’s lawyers would bring down the roof demanding a new judge — even if the judge promised really sincerely to be neutral.
https://marker.medium.com/moral-hazard-and-monopoly-42e30eb159a8
Ultimately, it doesn’t matter if Amazon’s enshittification is because Bezos was a cynic or because he sold out. Once Amazon could make more money by screwing its customers, that screw-job became a fait accompli. That’s why it’s so important that the FTC win its bid to block the Activision-Microsoft merger:
https://www.politico.com/news/2022/11/23/exclusive-feds-likely-to-challenge-microsofts-69-billion-activision-takeover-00070787
The best time to prevent monopoly formation was 40 years ago. The second best time is now.
Anti-monopoly measures are slow and ponderous tools, but when it comes to tech companies, we have faster, more nimble ones. If we want to make it easy to compete with Amazon, we could — for example — use Adversarial Interoperability to turn it into a dumb pipe:
https://pluralistic.net/2022/08/01/dumb-pipes/#original-asin
That is, we could let local merchants use Amazon’s ASIN system to tag their own inventory and produce a realtime database. Customers could browse Amazon to find the things they wanted, with a browser plugin that turned “Buy It Now” into “Buy It Now at Joe’s Hardware”:
https://doctorow.medium.com/view-a-sku-32721d623aee
But this only works to the extent that Amazon’s search isn’t totally enshittified. To that end, Fowler has a few modest proposals of his own, like requiring that at least 50% of the first six screens be given over to real results, not ads.
“Perhaps 50 percent sounds like a lot to you? But even that rule would force Amazon to show us at least some of the most-relevant results on the first screen of our device…Amazon wouldn’t comment on this suggestion.”
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Alejandro who’s S/O gets captured, and when he rescues her, she’s moments away from death, but everything turns out okay, because we like happy endings in this household. 😭
Back To You | Alejandro Vargas x Wife!Reader
a/n: you guys got me fucked up. how can i be more in love with alejandro??? shits crazy. alejandro is a sensitive man underneath his whole military facade. good men cry. if you don’t believe that or like it, get off my blog please 🤍
warnings: mentions of blood, injury, guns, kidnapping. vague mentions of torture.
summary: Alejandro lost himself when he found his home broken into, you were gone and the gun he gave you to protect yourself left on the floor of the living room.
This would be the last place Alejandro would be searching before settling Las Almas ablaze. The damn cartel had enough nerve to break into his home and take what he cared for the most - his wife.
He was nervous. Yes, you knew how to protect yourself for the most part, it was evident when Alejandro saw the pistol he had given you on the floor of your home, ten of the thirteen bullet fired. He was also nervous, seeing so much blood in his home.
The warehouse was quiet now, his team had killed most of the targets and now he was running through hallways. Kicking down doors, clearing cells that were empty to begin with - he was beginning to lose faith.
Mi sol, mi sol, ¿Dónde están?
He had knocked down twenty doors before he found the last one, his heart in his throat. He turned to Rodolfo behind him. The Sergeant Major nodded to him, keeping his rifle up as Alejandro looked back to the wooden door. He raised his leg, slamming his foot into it. The door splinted into pieces as it slammed into the wall, Alejandro moved forwards with his rifle in his hands. The flashlight on the gun shined around the room, another concrete room with just a metal chair in the middle. He stepped into the room, moving towards the chair.
Fresh blood.
“Pendejo!” A voice screeched before a weight was attached onto Alejandro’s back, forcing him to stumble forwards. He twisted while his hands went up and grabbed the arm around his throat, pulling it away.
“Y/N! Y/N, it’s us!” He heard Rudy shout, the weight on his back stopped moving. Alejandro felt the weight quickly slide off of him, he whipped around so fast to see you. His bleeding heart ruptured, and a tidal wave ensued as soon as he saw your bloody face, scared and tearful.
“Ale.” Your voice was nothing compared to your war cry only moments before, it was barely a whisper as you held your hands close to your chest. “Ale.” He watched as the small shiv in your hands dropped to the floor, mutely clattering against the concrete.
His arms reached for you, you dove into him. His hands dug into your hair and his other arm pulled you tight, but you loudly winced. He let go, still holding your head as he looked down to you. “Where are you hurt?” He wiped away blood from your forehead, but it kept coming. “Rudy.”
Rudy immediately marched over, handing the Colonel some alcohol wipes.
“Lo siento, mi sol. No te protegí lo suficiente.” He whispered, wiping away dried blood and tears from your face, his stomach twisted into knots. “I will do better to protect you.”
“Ale,” Rudy’s voice sounded with urgency, “tu esposa sangra mucho por la espalda. Necesitamos que la evacúen.”
His eyes widened, more tears came from your eyes.
“Is that true? You need to tell me how bad you’re hurt!” His voice raised a little, throwing the wipe away before moving away to inspect the t-shirt and long pants you were in. There was a large collection of gashes on your stomach, arms sliced up - you looked as if you were going to pass out.
Your tears fell faster and you barely got a word out before you collapsed into him, his entire body going into emergency mode. He immediately swung you into his arms, “Keep your eyes open, my love, c’mon.”
Your face rolled into his vest, eyes barely open as he shouted to his friend, “¡Vamos, Rudy! ¡Tenemos que irnos!”
Alejandro kept you close to him as Rudy led him back through the building, your head rolling back and forth as he ran.
“Ale.”
He glanced down to you, seeing your beautiful eyes gaze up at him. The eyes he had loved for years. “Yes, my love?”
“Os amo. Lo siento.”
Your eyes fluttered closed, and you wouldn’t hear your husband’s screams for you to wake, to look at him again. You wouldn’t hear his cries, begging for you to stay with him. Your body began to feel cold, blossoming from the stab wounds in your back - heartbeat in your ears as the feeling of your husband carrying you began to fade away into nothingness.
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It wouldn’t be until you wake in your bed days later that you would see your husband again, his eyes on you as tears ran down his face. He held your hands up to his lips, placing kisses to them as he pressed his thankfulness to God for saving you.
“Ale, what…” You coughed a little, your whole body ached. “Happened?”
“You’re going to be okay, mi sol.”
Your husband had a flood of tears run down his face, holding your hands to his head and letting small sobs leave his body. You had fought your attackers hard to see Alejandro again, but it hurt to see him sobbing into your skin. You whispered to him, “No llores, estoy aquí.”
“I-I failed you.” His voice cracked, his eyes finally peering over your hands he held, his deep brown eyes growing red from irritation. “I didn’t protect you-“
“You didn’t know I was in danger.”
“Mi sol, you will always be in danger because of me.” Tears ran down his face, he pressed a kiss to your skin. “Forgive me.” Another kiss before he pressed his forehead into your hands, you could feel the sobs shuddering his whole body. “Forgive me, my love.”
You murmured to him, “Todavía me protegiste, me salvaste. Sé que siempre vendrás por mí.” The broken man squeezed your hands, sobs still erupting from his lips before you moved your hands away from his. He let them, his teary eyes looked and watched as you gently pet his hair, coming it away from his face. Guilt was written all over his face, you wished you could wipe it away like his warm tears. “You still came when I needed you.”
He let out a huff through his nose, his hands settled next to your side. “I broke my promise to you to keep you safe from harm. Te lo prometí y te lastimaste.”
Your hand rested on his cheek. “I don’t care about broken promises.” Your thumb swiped away the constant stream of tears. “Listen to me. Your job is dangerous, I know that. I know that people will do anything to hurt you, and that would include hurting me.” Your other hand gently brushed his dark hair from his face as you whispered, “I don’t ever have to question that you protect me the best you can, and I don’t have to question that you will always save me if something happens.”
His hands found purchase on your wrists, squeezing his eyes shut to try and stop his tears.
“Las Almas needs you, my love.” You muttered, your other hand settled on his other cheek so you held his face in your hands. “Look at me.” His eyes opened, he took in stuttering breaths and you wiped away his tears. “I’m alive because of you, Alejandro. Many other innocent people are alive because of you.”
“You almost died.” He shook his head. “Eres el amor de mi vida, I can’t live without you.”
“Alejandro Vargas, you haven’t been listening.” You shook his head a little, his eyebrows furrowed. “You protect me the best you can, I’m very grateful. You’re doing your best, my love. That’s all I ask for.”
He nodded, moving to the side to kiss your palm gently before leaning his face into your touch.
“You can’t break your other promise though, Ale.”
His dark eyes flickered to yours, a smile on your face.
“You promised to get me a dog.”
He laughed a little. “A big dog, no?”
“A big dog with spots, Ale. Your wife demands it.”
He kissed your palm again, thanking God again in his heart for keeping you alive so he could admire your smile.
“Anything to help me keep you safe, mi sol.”
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The Heathers + Veronica and Halloween
Jello Shots it's Halloween, Liver Spots it's Halloween
Halloween is probably the holiday that the residents of the Chandler-Duke-McNamara-Sawyer household look forward to the most
Mac still maintains that Christmas is better, but even so she still gets super excited when October rolls around
The four of them go all out for the holiday
They build a giant graveyard in their lawn
They've bought custom fake tombstones that have their names written on them, about 7 skeleton's worth of fake bones, bags of spiderwebs, giant spiders, several animatronic ghosts, the list goes on
It takes a while to set up just because of the sheer amount of stuff, but when it's done it looks amazing
People will come from miles around to see their decorations and take pictures, and their house has ended up on Youtube and even on the local news a few times
The main attraction is the giant skeleton that Chandler got one time
It's easily three stories tall and has to be stored in a warehouse whenever it's not in use, but it is terrifying seeing this giant skeleton tower over the already massive mansion
It also has to be put up by helicopter, which is not cheap
Chandler had gotten it as a prank
The others were being very annoying (they beat her at Mario Party and she is the pettiest of bitches) so she decided to prank them and did so with some Halloween spirit
The idea was that they would come home from work and see this giant skeleton and freak out, but what really happened was that they got home and were amazed at how cool and scary their house looked
She got upset because they were supposed to be scared, to which they said "Heather it's literally 3 fucking stories tall we could see it from miles away"
His name is Mr. Skel Eton (it was Mac's choice, Chandler thought it was dumb but Duke and Veronica liked it and it stuck) and every year they look forward to his installation and dread paying for his removal
Around the middle of the month Mac will come to them with her costume theme
Her and Chandler had always done themed costumes when they were kids, like Anna and Elsa or the Powerpuff Girls (Mac was Bubbles, Chandler was Blossom), a tradition which they continued into adulthood
Some of the costumes they've done include;
South Park: (Chandler as Cartman, Duke as Kyle, Veronica as Stan and Mac as Kenny)
The Wizard of Oz: (Chandler as Glinda the Good, Duke as the Wicked Witch, Veronica as the Scarecrow, Mac as Dorothy)
Spongebob: (Chandler as Mr. Krabs, Duke as Squidward, Veronica as Patrick, Mac as Spongebob)
The Nightmare before Christmas: (Chandler as Sandy Claws, Duke as the Oogie Boogie, Veronica as Jack, Mac as Sally)
Scooby-Doo: (Chandler as Daphne, Duke as Velma, Veronica as Shaggy, Mac as Fred)
Teletubbies: (Chandler as Po, Duke as Dipsy, Veronica as Tinky-Winky, Mac as La-La)
Sometimes they re-use these costumes for Comic-Con
Sometimes they get Betty and Martha to abandon their usual Wesley and Buttercup costumes and go with them, for instance during the year they did Wizard of Oz they went as the Cowardly Lion and the Tin Man, but some years they year the theme and say hell no
Such was the case during the Teletubbies year
Chandler had tried to nope out of that one too but Veronica and Duke told her that if they had to be humiliated so did she
JD also gets roped into this, but he doesn't have a choice in the matter
Veronica will just send him a text saying "You're gonna be XXX this year" and if he tries to refuse Chandler and Duke will get increasingly petty and bother him until he accepts
They made him go as Noo-Noo the Teletubbies year and he literally glued a vacuum to his nose
He didn't speak to any of them for a good few weeks
If they don't need him to join with the theme he'll dress as Jason Vorhees and hide in their bushes, jumping out if someone gets too close
Mac was kinda upset by this, but he reassured her he only does it to people who look like dicks and never kids, so she just kinda accepts it
During the Halloween season they'll watch some appropriate movies
Chandler, under absolutely no circumstances will watch a horror film
She despises them with every fiber of her being, if she sees Veronica or Duke watching one she will go sit outside or go to 7/11 until its over
Mac also gets nightmares if she watches one
One time they watched The Shining and Mac insisted that she is an adult, she can handle a stupid movie
She could not
They had to sleep with the lights on for weeks after
That being the case they usually stick to PG films
Of course that comes with its own issues
None of them can agree wether A Nightmare Before Christmas is a Christmas or Halloween movie, if they play it in October Veronica and Chandler say that its too early, if they play it after Duke and Mac say that its too late
They tried to watch It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown but they all got so pissed off at how stupid Linus was being that they had to shut it off
Hocus Pocus and Coraline are good options that don't result in an argument breaking out
Their favorite Halloween movies;
Chandler - Hocus Pocus
Duke - Nightmare Before Christmas
Veronica - Coraline
Mac - Muppets Haunted Mansion
The latter is a point of contention
The other three think that its stupid, but Mac loves both the Muppets and Haunted Mansion and even if they Kermit puppeteer doesn't sound quite right she still loves the movie
As for candy, their house is usually filled to the brim with sweets but this gets even worse around Halloween
They'll go to Costco the week before to load up on the boxes of the full sized Hershey bars and the like, but Chandler has to hide them so her wives don't eat them all
She made that mistake once, and none of her wives could hear straight for a week after the yelling spiel she went on
"WE ARE ADULTS, IF YOU WANT CANDY GO TO THE FUCKING STORE AND BUY YOUR OWN, WHY DO YOU IMBICILES INSIST ON STEALING THE ONES FOR HALLOWEEN WHEN YOU KNOW THAT THE STORES ARE GONNA BE SOLD OUT SOON..." and she went on and on and on and on
Like literally everything else in their lives they argue over candy corn
Mac and Veronica love it, Duke and Chandler would rather eat cow manure
Chandler absolutely refuses to buy any on her shopping trips or even let it in her kitchen so they have to keep bowls in their rooms
Their favorite Candy:
Chandler - Werther's Originals
(The others call her Grandma whenever she eats them, but they're good ok?)
Duke - Skittles
Veronica - Red Vines
Mac - Candy Corn
Eventually Halloween night rolls around
Their house is well known for being one that gives out full size candy bars, so people will travel near and far to get some
It got so bad one year that they eventually limited it to one bar per person per night, but to make up for it they bought a giant cauldron and filled it with smaller candy and everyone was allowed to grab as much as they could in a single handful
Some people have gotten creative with the word handful, making things like giant hands to grab more candy
Usually the four of them will hand out the big candy and Martha and Betty will handle the smaller candy, making sure no one is coming back for seconds
While she is handing out the candy Chandler reflects on her past
Her mother was vehemently against Halloween, claiming it to be the devil's holiday and forbidding Chandler to participate
On Halloween itself she would drop Chandler off at Mac's Dad's, going to church to pray for the salvation of humanity or whatever and not wanting the others to see the evidence of her sin (Chandler)
**Line break**
Mac's Dad thankfully wasn't a massive prick like Chandler's and would buy a costume for Chandler in secret and let her and Mac go trick or treating
The night always ended too fast, Chandler being forced to give her candy to Mac to hide the evidence from her mom, but she never forgot those happy memories they shared
And in the present, she can't help but give some extra candy to the kids she sees trick or treating with their friends, seeing her and Mac in them
#heathers#heathers the musical#heather chandler#heather duke#heather mcnamara#veronica sawyer#poly!heathers+veronica#poly!heathersxveronica#heathers headcannons#heathers au
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I rarely draw my OCs. So here's one. Inspired by this vid.
Bio: Early models of streetcleaners had color vision. Unlike the next models, which are only capable of distinguishing grayscale. (Eyes on chest lol)
One day, during a clearing mission, HL-0009 ran out of ammunition. Nearby there was a warehouse with household goods and chemicals. There was nothing suitable for flamethrower fuel. Nothing but alcohol. While refueling, it accidentally spills triethyl borate into the tank. There was no time to refill. Believing that nothing terrible will happen, the streetcleaner returns to battle. The alcohol flame didn't do much damage. But it was green! Alluring and beautiful. The new generation of robots would not have been able to see how enchanting this flame was. But HL-0009 saw this. It was fascinated by it. It fell in love with the colors. It wanted more.
(HL-0009 does very little fire damage. So it fights with the butt of a flamethrower/its bare hands or forces team members to come to rescue it. Saving its ass often gets the team into trouble)
#ultrakill#oc#oc art#streetcleaner#I'm sorta dead rn but I'm totally fine#sorry for bad english#◦₊˚⊹Art tag˖°⋆。
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Felt like it was important. Marvelous Marvin was a champion boxer during Dean's childhood (mid- to late 80s)!!!
Marvelous Marvin is also a nod to a Marvelous Marvin Hagler, a middleweight boxing champion and a callback to Dean's psychosexual crush and wrestling interests in Beyond the Mat. As far as angels go, Cas is something of a middleweight champion--not a "heavyweight" archangel, but not a lower-ranking angel either. Ergo, Marvin is also a stand-in for Silvia's unseen love rival.
FYI, this also strengthens my feeling that Dean and Cas may have bought Marvin together for Jack. Cas, because it's his style to buy soft, fluffy things for his loved ones (Claire & Grumpy Cat) and Dean, because he would've kinda wanted it too for the reference to a beloved boxing figure. (Dean was at least along for the ride, and he found it hilarious.)
Cas & Dean also bought Grumpy Cat together, after all. They went to the mall together. Cas is Grumpy Cat, and Claire is also Grumpy Cat. Cas's also Marvin, and Jack is also Marvin (and Dean can be Marvin too, if you like).
I also feel like Marvelous Marvin is a relatively new item in the household, or else we'd have seen it next to the photo of Kelly, combined with Kelly's laptop message, or on Jack's bed. There's a good chance it's also a birthday gift, like Grumpy Cat was.
BONUS: There are red boxing gloves in the Dean-Cave! AU Bobby boxes with Jack in 14x01. Jack dresses like Rocky Bilboa when he's training as a human! (It's the gray sweatsuit of the infamous Gonna Fly Now running scene!)
Dean's the wrestler. Jack's the boxer. I love it.
(Cas gets a cinematic boxing scene too in Purgatory, complete with slow-mo uppercuts. It's right before they get to the rift. Actually, a lot of snippets in season 8 are boxing-like for Cas, such as when he's hard to knock down in the warehouse when they try to save Samandriel. Or even as early as his season 4 fight with Uriel. In several scripts, like Good Intentions, Cas is referred to as "bobbing and weaving," which is a fighting phrase that derives from boxing.)
Anyway, I was delighted to notice these motifs.
ADDENDUM: Realistically, I think Jack may have been present when they bought the bear, and it may have been Dean who originally told the cashier that the bear was, "for his stepson, Ronald," which is an ominous reference to James "Jimmy" Stewart's stepson, Ronald McLean who was famously killed in Vietnam as a Marine.
#jack stuff#marvelous marvin#wrestling is also john adjacent since dean worshipped john growing up#and john took him to see wrestling matches
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Speaking of Property and Capitalism, might Cresce have some way to rent household items such as furniture or decorations for free as from a library, rather than having to Capitalism them from a Store?
Funny you should ask that, friend Lu! Why yes they do!
Rather than libraries merely for books and media, Cresce maintains huge stocked warehouses of furniture, decorative items, rugs, tapestries, and all manner of things to spruce up your home, whether it's a temporary travelling worker barracks, or a more permanent fixed house. Maybe you're sick of the pink theme in your bedroom. Rather than toss out all your old bedding, furniture, and such, you can turn it back in to the library and see what other options are available to completely redecorate.
Naturally what you turn in needs to be clean and in good condition, or you may find your borrowing privileges affected~
If I had access to something like this I'd turn in a bunch of my old Pop Mart toys and check out a collection with more skulls and vampires.
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𝕊𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖/ℂ𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕪𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕒 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤: 𝕁𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕒 𝕃𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖
(TW: Stalking, self-harm, mentions of torture, religious themes)
Jessica was adopted at a young age and never knew her biological parents.
She was a loner, often keeping to herself and having trouble making friends.
She was a strong academic performer in school which is why she never had much friends growing up.
When she was little, she started to feel a weird presence wherever she went and felt like someone was watching her.
As a result, she often had trouble sleeping in her own room and usually slept in her adoptive parents' room or in the bathroom, almost as if she was trying to hide from something.
She started to have suicidal habits by the time she was 10 and often cutted herself in order to escape from the creature that was stalking her.
When her parents discovered this, they sent her to a mental hospital where she kept having various hallucinations of a tall pale man called "The Operator" (aka Zalgo).
By the time she was 11, the mental hospital she was staying at mysteriously caught on fire and while escaping, she saw the Operator again, watching her as she tried to escape.
She then was kidnapped by the Operator and she was tortured for many months until she was found passed out in an abandoned warehouse.
She had little memory of what happened and how she even escaped.
After recovering in the hospital, she kept talking about the strange man but no one believed her and thought she making stuff up.
Ever since then, she became paranoid and started to have bad sleeping habits again and was starting to have some sort of sickness which made her grades drop real low to the point where she barely even made it past middle school.
She was able to get into a community college where she would eventually meet her roommate and future fianceé, Amy Walters.
She grew up in a Catholic household which is why the paranormal and supernatural stuff freaks her out.
Before her second disappearance, she started to become more social and had started to make a couple more friends.
She was later kidnapped a second time when the Operator eventually found her and started stalking her again.
One night, he decided to kidnap her while she was asleep and by morning, she was gone.
She disappeared for about a few years until she woke up in a hotel where she would reunite with Amy and meet Jay.
After Tim told her about Jay's "death", she was heartbroken by this as she started to consider Jay as a good friend despite their rocky start.
After the events of Marble Hornets, Jessica became a delivery driver and is now living with her fianceé, Amy.
She is currently best friends with Evan Myers who is very protective of her since she reminds him of his sister.
She's also friends with Sarah, Seth, and Jeff Koval.
She struggles with intrusive thoughts and memories of the Operator, but keeps a cool exterior to avoid making the others worry.
After everything she's gone through, Jessica has a tendency to look into the sky when she's anxious or stressed out.
Despite not being able to remember her past, Jessica has a surprising amount of skill with lockpicking.
Her favourite ice cream flavour is mint chocolate chip and Evan likes to make fun of her for it.
She is a picky eater with some things but in love with trying new snacks, and will try pretty much anything.
Despite never knowing the Woods siblings, she has heard Liu's and Jeff's names a couple of times by Amy and Seth who sometimes talks about how much they miss them after Jeff had snapped and "murdered" Liu (none of them know that Liu is still alive).
Jessica's favourite colour is green, her least favourite colour is grey.
Jessica has a very sensitive sense of smell, to the point where even minor smells like cigarette smoke or car fumes really bother her.
Jessica is a fan of musicals, she particularly likes 'West Side Story'.
She is far-sighted and wears contacts.
She often prays at night before she goes to sleep since she thinks that if she does, the Operator won't come for her again.
The rosary she wears has aqua beads and the cross is silver.
She secretly has an interest in video games, but isn't a big fan of modern games like Call of Duty. She prefers retro games like Street Fighter, Duck Hunt, and Super Mario Bros.
Her favorite TV Shows growing up were the Simpsons and Xena.
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Once again, I am doing a series of my behind-the-scenes thoughts for The Golds while I do light edits for formatting, typos, and continuity. Here’s Chapter 6!
For this chapter’s title, I chose to reference the Stranger because of the fear for Jace’s life throughout the chapter. But there are no lyrics for the Stranger in “The Song of the Seven” because, as Sam Tarly says in ASOIAF, “no one sings of the Stranger.” Hence the placeholder: (The Stranger has no songs). And, at the end of the chapter, Jace tells Aegon that she wants no more songs.
Like Chapter 3, this chapter has no scene breaks since it is essentially one long scene during one day. In Chapter 3, there’s a mystery while Jace is trying to figure out what Aegon has been up to, then in Chapter 4 we find out the truth. Here it’s reversed: we already know from Chapter 5 what happened to Jace, but now we’re following Aegon as he tries to figure out where she is.
The chapter starts with Aegon having a normal morning. We see he’s developed the habit of helping his wife dress, and his knowledge of her gown, shoes, and hairpin is useful in his investigation later.
The irony of Aegon and Jace’s last dialogue before they separate! Turns out it’s not Aegon we have to worry about missing the lunch meeting 😢.
Aegon is of the opinion there’s nothing wrong with a little brawl between boys (he and Aemond still brawl on occasion). TBH he probably would’ve kept moving if he didn’t know any of the boys, but because he knows Ronnel, he intervenes. Also, since Aegon pays Gyles, Gyles and Ronnel are part of Aegon’s household (although Gyles makes pies for pretty much everyone who asks), so there’s some of that feudal responsibility where a lord takes care of his people.
Ronnel is basically the new kid at school, and the other servant boys don’t like him because they perceive favoritism from Aegon (which there is). I’m sure the castle staff have some kind of hierarchy that factors in things like tenure, and suddenly Ronnel and his dad show up going “milord Aegon” in what the others deem an overly familiar way. Gyles’s pies are very in demand among other highborns at the castle, which means Gyles’s standing quickly rises (and Ronnel by proxy), so the boys are envious of Ronnel’s good fortune. And most of the servants are from the Crownlands, so the boys are quick to pick on Ronnel’s Vale background.
Gyles is around 30 (Aegon is 18) and from a very different background, so it would be difficult for them to be true friends in a society that places so much emphasis on class and wealth. But they’re at least friendly because they’ve known each other for so long, and Aegon has been thinking a lot more about fatherhood. Gyles is one of the few men he personally knows who seems to have a healthy relationship with his son, so I feel like Aegon has asked Gyles a few questions about fatherhood prior to this chat in Chapter 6. The convo about Gyles’s wife foreshadows some of the issues Jace wrestles with in the coming chapters (although she has a much happier resolution), and it’s definitely on Aegon’s mind while he helps her through the aftermath.
Aegon’s little detective business just kind of happened. Probably started with one of the former captives at the warehouse asking for help related to the Tyroshi, and it snowballed from there as word spread around the city that “hey, if you have a problem, Prince Aegon might help you out.” Of course Aegon would prefer not to get the boring problems (I keep imagining BBC’s Sherlock only taking interesting cases), but he puts up with them because the smallfolk are very enthusiastic with their gratitude—and Jace likes it when he helps people, which is probably the bigger incentive.
The innkeeper disapproving of his daughter’s elopement is supposed to parallel Daemon disapproving of Jace’s elopement, so Aegon is inclined to sympathize with the young couple instead of the father (again, the theme of smallfolk and highborns being essentially the same, just with more or less money). AND the daughter is pregnant, so Aegon is envisioning what he and Jace would want in that scenario. Also, Aegon specifically buys a goat as a wedding present because it’s just about one of the most useful things a peasant could have. The goat is relatively inexpensive to maintain and feed, and it provides milk and some wool. And it can be marked with ownership, so it’s harder for a jealous neighbor to steal than a sack of coins. (This is my amateur understanding of goats, I know very little about goat husbandry.)
I’m probably going to write a chapter from Liane’s POV in my smallfolk anthology. She’s a very smart girl who was born into poverty, can’t read (hence the X she signs on the contract) but has a good head for business. For a poor prostitute in this society, the most common career paths are either a) keep being a prostitute forever, b) repent and join the Faith as a septa, or c) become a brothel owner. Liane has been working on option C for a while, and she sees the opportunity to buy the building she works in when Aegon shows no interest in the Garden. He also doesn’t take a cut of their earnings, so she’s able to save up faster the next few months. I like to think that because she’s worked side by side with the other girls so long, she’ll be a good manager to them rather than let the authority go to her head. And the influx of money that Aegon sends them after they help Jace significantly improves living conditions, to the point that Liane might even be able to change it from a brothel to a different establishment.
But the most important point of the scene: Aegon sows good karma by selling the Garden to Liane for dirt cheap (1 groat = 4 pennies), and it pays dividends that very day when Jace needs help.
Rhaenyra mentions in the Handbook that Luce had quite a few childhood fears, including storms, which she still secretly has. I gave this fear to Luce because I was thinking about the canonical Storm’s End chase scene and how that would be even more harrowing with a fear of storms. Now I also realize there’s some symbolism because Cassandra Baratheon is one of the Four Storms ⛈️.
In Chapter 4, Aegon is quick to distract himself when he starts thinking about the baby and being a father. Here, he purposefully lingers on thoughts about fatherhood as he observes Daemon interacting with Alyssa; Aegon is making progress coming to terms with being a father.
Sorry not sorry but I love the imagery of short Lucera wearing Aemond’s big coat 🥰. She’s soaked after flying on Arrax in the rain, and he probably makes some snarky comments about how unkempt she looks while he wraps the coat around her. (Meanwhile Rhaenys is off to the side like “OK ignore me, I’m just an old lady, thanks.”)
There is some irony that Aegon sneaks out alone to the city all the time and deliberately gets in trouble but is always fine, while the one time Jace leaves the castle during her pregnancy, the worst happens.
Aemond thinks Aegon is being panicked and reckless (which he is), but Aemond follows him anyway because a) that’s his brother even if he’s kind of a dumbass sometimes and b) Aemond knows he’s the only person who can keep up with Aegon right now 🥲.
Bethany is in a heckload of pain right now, and it would be her right to demand a maester’s attention before her own wounds worsen/get infected, but she cares about Floris so she makes sure Floris isn’t alone at the end 😢.
Aegon’s threat to feed the madam’s brother to Sunfyre and make her watch is indeed a reference to a certain canon event… 👀
Aegon has definitely done his homework on the Tyroshi since he spent a while trying to catch him. I might flesh out the guy’s backstory in a future fic, but I imagine him to be from one of Tyrosh’s ruling families (the archon is chosen from a conclave of the richest families in Tyrosh). I had to make up a name based on the naming patterns of other Tyroshi characters GRRM created.
Throughout this chapter, Aemond serves as the voice of reason and is able to quickly refute many of Aegon’s arguments because he knows how Aegon thinks. Admittedly, Aemond would act a lot like Aegon right now if Luce were the one in trouble—but then Aegon would be the one knocking sense into Aemond into that scenario. The brothers are more similar than they like to admit.
Bethany is very angry at Elinor, understandably so. Bethany did her duty and came to Jace’s defense, and she almost died for it—plus she’s aware that her face is never going to look the same again. Meanwhile Elinor abandoned their mistress and did absolutely nothing to help anybody, and she’s perfectly fine (for now). I don’t think Elinor was thinking at all about her crush on Aegon at the time, but Bethany really wants to make her words hurt and ensure that Elinor doesn’t come away completely unscathed. Definitely not friends anymore.
As I’ve said before, book!Aegon has excellent zingers, and TGC says Aegon has an eye for people’s weak spots. Here, Aegon deliberately says one of the most hurtful things he could possibly say to a girl who likes him: “you’re worse than a dog.” 💀 (I can’t blame him though.)
Despite the circumstances, Westerosi values are pretty engrained into Aegon, so he feels like he can’t lay hands on a highborn girl like Elinor, whereas he wouldn’t hesitate to beat a man into a pulp. So he hands (pun not intended) Elinor to Rhaenyra, because the optics of a mother/another woman punishing Elinor are much less bad, and he’s confident Rhaenyra will make it hurt. (And he forces Elinor to personally tell Rhaenyra what she did. Oof!)
Book!Aegon is capable of immense cruelty, especially after he’s been wronged (I’m hoping we see that in S2). I wanted to channel that here when he punishes Edwyn Pyle. First he unofficially puts Edwyn on trial, with Aegon as judge and jury, and makes Edwyn sweat as he confesses everything he did wrong. Of course Aegon deems him guilty, and part of him would like to kill Edwyn personally. But Aegon also thinks the other guards need to be punished for blindly obeying orders (we can argue whether this is fair to the guards, but Aegon doesn’t care about being fair right now), so he includes them in Edwyn’s punishment. I was inspired by the Roman practice of decimation, where if an entire group of soldiers (usually groups of 10) needs to be punished, one of them is randomly selected and the others beat him to death. Aegon makes the other guards take turns beating Edwyn so they never forget their failure (and if they mess up again, next time it might be them being beaten to death), and it adds extra burn to Edwyn’s death because he’s being beaten by the very men he was ordering around. (And yes, Edwyn does end up dying after 12 hours of this.)
Although I just said Aegon is capable of immense cruelty, he is arguably “nicer” than Aemond 😅. In F&B, Aegon shows mercy to Gaemon Palehair and agrees to knight Trystane Truefyre before execution, neither of which he needed to do. Compare to Aemond, who slaughters all of House Strong including the toddlers and burns tf out of the Riverlands 😐. Neither of them is really nice though, let’s be real.
A younger Daemon would’ve been out searching on the streets too, but he is sadly no longer a young man. Instead he’s been playing spymaster at the Red Keep, and it pays off. The old man who has info about the hay wagon goes to a brothel in Mysaria’s network, and she sends word to Daemon. The show has made Mysaria a populist, so I think she approves of Jace’s attempts to help the people of KL. And I’m sure Mysaria has heard about Aegon’s detective services, so overall she’s inclined to help find Jace.
A wagon, two mules, and pile of good hay are worth way more than a little rowboat, hence the old man’s eagerness to trade and disinclination to ask too many questions.
Kites have been used in warfare for many centuries. When you have dragonriders, you need to be able to signal them somehow, and I feel like kites would be a pretty good solution for that. Now that there are so many adult dragonriders in KL, someone (probably Corlys or Daemon) suggested incorporating the kite system for emergencies such as this. The gold cloaks were notably incompetent during Chapter 4, but I think the Targs have whipped them back into shape during the last few months.
Luce is honestly not in much danger at all on dragonback, with only one “enemy” on the ground. But Aemond worries anyway 😛. (Aegon’s been in a state all day, some of it probably wore off on Aemond.)
When Aegon asks “where is she,” the Tyroshi realizes they haven’t found Jace. He knows there’s no way he’s escaping now, so he decides to drag out Aegon’s torment as much as he can before he’s inevitably executed.
Aemond reacts very strongly to Aegon digging into the Tyroshi’s mutilated eye because…uh…well, the eye thing 👁️👄⚫️. Aemond has zero sympathy for the guy but he’s probably getting some secondhand pain watching it happen.
I actually do think Jace saw Arrax while Luce was flying out, but she had no way of signaling Arrax, and it was too dark/high for Luce to spot Jace in the trees 🙁. Jace probably thought about trying to follow Arrax, but she had no idea when/where Arrax would land (and a dragon is much faster than her on foot), so she continued onward to the city.
Contrary to common belief, House Hightower’s sigil colors do NOT include green! It’s a white tower with orange flames on a gray field. That’s why Alicent’s necklace is white gold and amber. I imagine it as a necklace from when she was a girl (long before her green era), and she gave it to Jace shortly after the elopement.
The guards who refused to listen to Liane are probably due for some very arduous training drills once the Targs have the bandwidth to pay attention to them 😬.
The Liane chapter I mentioned above will probably cover in more detail what happens when Jace shows up at the Garden. I imagine that once the girls realize Jace is in fact the missing princess, they kick out all their customers so they can focus on her.
Jace has a big problem with people touching her in the next chapter, but right now she’s still in shock, so she lets one of the girls comb her hair. The Garden girls have never interacted with anyone as high society as Jace before, but they’re offering the best hospitality they can: dragging out a clean mattress and blankets, building the fire as hot as they can (firewood ain’t free), giving her clothes (they don’t have much that’ll fit a heavily pregnant woman but they try), scrubbing Jace’s muddy shift.
Jace being soundly refused help from the other shopkeepers shocks and hurts her a lot. She’s spent her entire life being recognized instantly because she’s a princess. But the smallfolk have only ever seen her from a distance, if at all, and she would’ve been dressed in royal finery, like during her wedding day. Now she’s only wearing her shift and one shoe, and her hair (which is black instead of a distinctive Valyrian silver) is a mess. Usually the only people who walk around in public in their smallclothes are whores, so the shopkeepers take one look at her and assume she’s a whore. Meanwhile the girls at the Garden are at the bottom of society, so they know what it’s like to need help but be scorned by everyone else. They don’t believe Jace’s identity at first, but she’s a pregnant woman in desperate need of help, so they let her inside because they’ve been in similar straits before.
This is a turning point in Aegon’s journey to fatherhood. His concern most of the day was about Jace, but when he feels Cheeseball move for the first time, it suddenly strikes him that the baby is not just an extension of Jace, as he’s been thinking so far. This is the moment when Aegon realizes he loves the baby because it’s his child, not just because it’s part of Jace.
Luce has been away for six months, but she grew up with Jace. She immediately clocks that Jace isn’t going to be entirely OK. Aegon also knows this deep down, but he’s desperately hoping for the best so he’s acting like it’s only a physical thing.
Rhaenyra picked a very poetic punishment for Elinor. Elinor loses her dominant hand, which she used to push Jace, but it’s also the hand that made her excel as a LIW because many of Elinor’s talents, like hairstyling, lay in the dexterous use of her hands. But even if Elinor were ever welcome at court again, she wouldn’t be able to reclaim a similar position. The loss of her hand also takes down her marriageability a lot, if the dishonor weren’t enough. I also imagine Aunt Elinda had a lot to say to Elinor 😬.
Alicent doesn’t know how to comfort Aegon (and he probably doesn’t want it right now), so she defaults into “hostess” mode (the queen is basically hostess of the entire castle/court) by making sure he and Jace have their physical needs taken care of.
Jace spent many hours alone in the woods, so she had a lot of time to think about what happened that day. She’s already begun internalizing her guilt about her ladies’ deaths, and how her pregnancy led to them being in the Sept. She feels like she shouldn’t celebrate the baby when her ladies/friends have died because of it. And the Tyroshi talked about how people sing about Jace and Aegon, hence Jace’s temporary aversion to songs. So Aegon’s first attempt at helping her back to “normalcy” fails—but as we see in future chapters, he figures out another way.
Chapter 7 commentary here
#my writing#meta#house of the dragon meta#hotd meta#fanfic meta#aegon ii targaryen#female jacaerys velaryon#the golds
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i got tagged in two different posts by @phidont and @peapodsinspace (thank you both!!) so i decided to mash them together for ease LOL, i love doing these i just take forever to get to them :'))
Fav Color: burnt orange 🧡 been really loving avocado green lately as well, specifically if partnered with burnt orange
Last Song: "worry" by the wombats
Currently Craving: diego brando's delicious succulent-- ...nvm. a tattoo and a haircut, actually.
Coffee or Tea: tea, coffee makes my stomach very upset 😔
Fav song of all time: "star treatment" by arctic monkeys but "my own soul's warning" by the killers is a close second lately
Childhood pets: we had SO MANY oh my god.. i consistently grew up with a household of cats, my dad brought in an abandoned litter from work one winter (his job was at a steel warehouse) so i think at one point we had around 10 cats total 😳 most of the litter eventually found good homes elsewhere. but at various times we also had hamsters, a gecko, and a few dogs. all very well taken care of because both my parents are huge animal lovers, my dad was the biggest cat person i ever knew LOL.
Hobby: who has time for hobbies anymore..... no im kidding, UHH... obviously art but that's more of something i call a "passion" rather than a casual hobby. i consider writing my biggest one, probably? i don't game much anymore but i used to be into that stuff too.
Comfort show, movie, or book: HEATHERS... my fave movie ever, also napoleon dynamite. i'll also always have a soft spot for parks & rec, it got me through some rough times in the past.
On tumblr since: 2009.... 👵👵👵 i think i started out as a walking dead blog but i cleared my archive when i got into jojo
Fun fact about myself: i was IP banned from neopets twice ✌️ back in middle school 💀
open tagging, if you're reading this consider yourself tagged but also i'll just go ahead and tag a couple LONG time mutuals from literal years ago 🧡 no pressure at all though @crown-of-winterthorne @queen-eevee @semi-jpg @shortnsalt
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Epic: 11 Oct. Suptober
Though Sam had no love for Halloween, he too felt a modicum of despair for the display before them.
deancas not-hiding-a-developing-relationship-as-well-as-they-think-they-are au #pray4sam
A giant banner over the store's entrance read "Epic Holiday Extravaganza" and upon spotting it, Sam groaned in his soul.
"Awesome," Dean said, grin wacky and his chest puffed out like an inflatable vampire's.
(They'd just driven through a neighborhood heavily decorated with towering monsters and fake cobwebs, Dean slapping the steering wheel out of sheer enthusiasm the whole time.)
Upon entering the store lobby, however, Dean's balloon instantly popped.
Though Sam had no love for Halloween, he too felt a modicum of despair for the display before them.
"Where are the ghosts?" Dean demanded. (Never mind that real ghosts were usually the fucking worst.) "The jack o'lanterns? The Oogie Boogies and tombstones? No spiders? No bats? Not even a cornucopia or stack of plain old pumpkins?"
Sam tried to put out his arm in a casual sort of way, to keep his brother from plowing headfirst into the copse of festooned Christmas trees, reindeer and sleigh, red and green gnomes, and a large translucent angel with lacy wings that flapped, slowly, like a butterfly's. Everything on sale, 40% off, earn ten dollars Krazy Kash for fifty dollars spent.
"It's October eleventh," Dean all but yelled.
"All right, chill," Sam hissed under his breath.
"The assistant store manager has time to meet with us now," Cas said. Having arrived first, he'd strolled up an aisle of boxed ornaments, wrapping paper, wreaths, and snowmen figurines without any discernible distress.
Cas did give the fake angel a dirty look; Sam snorted, mostly to himself.
"Finally," Dean muttered, "at least we can see a real corpse for a change." He stopped dead in his tracks. "You know what I mean."
Cas tipped his head. "I don't, actually."
Dean rolled his eyes and nudged Cas back down the aisle.
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"I'm surprised the Christmas stuff bugged you so much," Sam said conversationally. He finished drinking his milkshake and waited for Dean to swallow a wad of french fries.
Dean wiped his hands on a paper napkin, crumpled the burger wrapper into a ball, and pitched it neatly into the world's smallest trash can set beneath the motel television stand. "I like Christmas," Dean said. "Hell, I love Christmas sometimes. Not in freakin' autumn. The leaves haven't even fallen off the trees yet. Halloween's too good to waste this early, man. It's disrespectful."
A ghoul digging up a semi-retired warehouse worker, eating half his limbs, and leaving the rest in the mattress section of a mid priced department store just to annoy the store manager also seemed disrespectful to Sam, but Dean didn't need him chiming in about that.
"You and Cas picked out your costumes yet?" Sam asked, toeing off his boots.
Dean went stock still. Shifty around the eyes. Maybe a little spooked.
Cas exited the bathroom just then. He'd changed into his on the road pajamas, i.e. he'd taken off his trench coat and his suit coat, and left his shoes by the door (having already washed off the gooey ghoul blood, for which Sam was grateful). "Has something happened?" he asked Dean.
"No," Dean said, sullen as a teenager.
"Are we going to watch a movie?" Cas arranged himself against the headboard of one of the two beds.
Good mood restored, Dean bounced up to grab the remote. "Local access channel's showing Bludgeon Brothel in fifteen minutes. Classic '80s slasher. Made Lola Sidebottom a household name for a while there." He crashed onto the mattress next to Cas and looked happier than a witch with a new broomstick.
Well, at least Sam knew which bed was his for the night: the other one.
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(On the 31st day of the month, he pretended to be surprised when both Dean and Cas walked out of Dean's bedroom dressed like skeleton pirates.)
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