#yeah i’m talking about hilda

[cyanide-sodapop]

You ever watch a show that’s just so good that your whole personality adjusts because of it

[airborneice]

can we talk about how @the-hilda-librarians-wife is just out here writing poetry in the tags like it’s no big deal

@sketchbookweek Day 3 - Sun & Moon / Family

you know I had to bring up my sketchbook kid Mattie for this one. in my mind this is like…impromptu midnight storytime bc someone woke up the entire household and now she’s almost settled no one wants to get up or go back to bed

(Kaisa has become a little more comfortable with openly doing magic by this point, partly because of reconnecting with Tildy in season 2 and partly because no matter how shoddy her spells come out, they never fail to entertain her kids, especially her youngest. Kaisa does the best stories in this house. no child can resist magic floating pictures)

[onestepbackwards]

Y'know, I'm curious. I know you've been doing a lot of self aware Pokémon HCs, so something I wanna know is if you've ever done Self Aware N before. This isn't a request by any means, but just being curious if you've ever written our beloved christmas tree being self aware at all.

N: So... you're telling me that on top of my entire life being a lie in regards to my father and his team's beliefs, it's also completely fake and my entire purpose in this sick game is to entertain you? Is that it?

Player: ...Yeah pretty much, but I love you💕

N: ...

N: Well shit. If the almighty says they love me, who am I not to love them back?

Poor boy would be CLINGING to the only "real" person in his life after that

N would be such an interesting character to be self aware! I dont think I’ve written him self aware?? But 👀

He’s already dealing with so much, so suddenly being snapped to self awareness, or slowly becoming aware, are things that could be quite a shock for him.

Whether he knows right away when you start a new game, or becomes so over a playthrough, its such an interesting thing.

Imagine he goes through everything in the story of Black and White

How he grows and learns, and how his relationship with the player character evilves until the end.

And then he wakes up. He’s in the castle again, and Ghestsis is back, as if nothing happened.

He tries to shake it off as some dream, only for his fears to almost choke him when he sees the player character again ‘for the first time.’

But he notices something. How their face is blank. Eyes empty.

He tries to ask what’s going on, but his feet are walking for him, and suddenly words are pouring from his mouth. Familiar words he said on his own last time. Now they feel forced from his throat.

And then he’s in a battle.

This time though, something is different.

Their pokemon are different. A different level, maybe a different gender, maybe a whole new team.

He fights, but his attention is elsewhere. He swears he sees something flicker behind Them. For a split moment, he swears he sees a screen, and a face.

“Ah… I hope I’m not too under-leveled for this challenge. I should have leveled up a bit more…”

He thinks that Hilbert/Hilda is speaking, but their mouth never moves. Its as if its coming from around him.

“Oh well. It will at least be a challenge this time! Battling N is always a treat.”

N feels sick. His hands are sweaty, and his pokemon, his friends, are so oddly quiet.

The battle is over in what feels like seconds. Before he can even ask what’s going ok, his feet are moving, and he’s talking once more.

Words he’s already spoken fall from his lips. No matter how he tries to stop them, he can’t.

He doesn’t believe this anymore! Why is this happening? Why can’t he stop? Move! Move. Move…!

And then he does. His feet move on their own, all the way back home. He can finally breathe again, but at what cost?

Until he figures out what is going on, he’s trapped in his own personal nightmare. Especially when Ghetsis swings by, acting so sickeningly sweet. His honey laced words that are secretly coated with venom.

How the lies fall from Ghetsis’ lips so easy, and N wonders how he fell for them in the first place.

But he can’t react. Not until he knows what’s going on.

But he does make one vital connection.

You.

Hilbert/Hilda.

Whoever, or whatever they are. He always ends up being forced back to them against his will. Forced to speak the lies he once believed.

And he hears Them. The voice. It always comes back, making commentary.

Yes… whatever madness is happening, they are the key, he is sure of it.

He may not believe it is a god at first, but if you do more playthroughs, he might be inclined to start doing so.

What else could rewind time, and make a new timeline for fun? Forcing people to forget, and relive it, just a little differently each time?

But you are always positive about him, despite the things he’d done. The things he’s being force to relive again and again.

Maybe you’re not as wicked as one might think when trapped in this madness. You don’t even seem aware he’s being forced to relive this.

Perhaps to you, you don’t believe anyone remembers? Is he just an anomaly?

What about Hilbert/Hilda? You seem to control them. He no longer sees them as the teenagers who were eager to oppose him.

They are just empty vessels for you. Something he doesn’t think he would have noticed naturally.

Its like theres a fog in his head. He thinks he remembers the teenager being so… animated. Alive.

But thinking on it? They never were.

They are just a puppet, and no one but him notices.

It’s scary. But he doesn’t think you realize this completely either. Despite this horror, you don’t seem malicious. In fact, you even seem enraged and annoyed on his behalf every time you meet.

He doesn’t understand it. Not yet. But he vows to figure it out.

[basu-shokikita]

Kloktober 2024 Day 9

Use someone's parents

I was initially not going to do today's entry but I realized couldn't miss the chance to address Skwisgaar's issues with Servetta. Or, well, one of many I suppose.

Thank you Servetta for helping create this deeply traumatized guitarist that I love!

Skwisgaar walked into the classroom. He could notice the eyes on him, and it made him apprehensive, but he didn’t want to show it. Instead, he just sat in his usual seat at the end of the left, right by the window. 

A group of girls whispered nearby him, and clearly they weren’t being quiet enough because he could still hear them. 

“My mom said his mom is…a disgusting person.” One of them said.

“Yeah, my parents told me not to talk to him.” Another replied.

“I think she tried to sleep with one of the teachers!” A third girl said. 

“No way!”

“Yeah, Ebba told me!”

“Ew, then he shouldn’t even be here!”

Skwisgaar glared at the girls and they stopped, pretending to look away. As soon as he laid his eyes off them they started whispering again, except this time he couldn’t hear them anymore.

He watched the snowfall out of the window, wiping his eyes before the tears had a chance to drop. He didn’t need to add ‘crybaby’ to the rumors about him and his mother. 

Not when so many of them were true, anyway.

–

A group of boys ran away when they saw Skwisgaar coming. Laughing and stealing glances at him, they disappeared into the crowd in the hallway. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what had happened, so when Skwisgaar reached his locker, he wasn’t exactly shocked.

There were scribbles all over it, insults to him, his mother, crass jokes, obscene drawings. Pretty much the usual stuff. He was a little surprised when a postcard came flying out when he opened his locker, though.

It was a picture of his mother from the 1956 Miss Sweden contest. Someone had drawn nipples and a bush over her bodysuit and written on the side: “I came to this picture 100 times last night. And you, Skwisgaar?”

“Oh, my God, that’s horrible!” A feminine voice said and Skwisgaar turned in her direction. 

It was Hilda, the appointed nice girl of her class. She had shoulder-length black hair and big auburn eyes and was staring at his locker with horror. Or, wait, was her name Helga?

“Eh, I’m used to it.” Skwisgaar said, tossing the postcard into the nearest trash can. 

“It’s still terrible.” Hilda or Helga replied with her arms crossed and a judgemental look. Skwisgaar noticed that there was a girl by her side. She was biting down her lip, like she wanted to say something.

Skwisgaar knew that look damn well.

“Is it true your mom slept with Erik from 9th grade?”

“Krista!” Her friend scolded her.

“What? You wanted to know too!”

“What are you-”

“Probably.” Skwisgaar closed his locker with a slam, startling the girls. “I don’t really care.” He turned his backs on them and walked away. 

It was always the same.

–

“Dude, Skwisgaar.” 

“Yeugh?” Skwisgaar raised his eyes from his guitar. He was tuning up by the ear.

“You told me you didn’t have a mom, dude.” Matthew said. He was the curly-haired vocalist of the American band Skwisgaar was currently part of  and he was a constantly smoking weed. 

“Uh, ja.” 

“Well, I looked you up last night, dude. Since you said you were famous in Sweden…why didn’t you tell me your mom was a total hottie? I would’ve so banged her!”

“What? Show me the pics!” Rick, the drummer, yelled from the other side of the room.

“I wanna see too!” The bassist, whose name was something like Ryan, joined Matthew on the couch. “Woah, no way!”

“Yeah, dude…”

“That’s one hot slut!” Rick exclaimed, peeking at the phone from behind the other two.

As he watched his bandmates fawn over what were presumably pictures of his mother, Skwisgaar was reminded of a feeling he thought he had left behind just like his hometown. 

That ugly, ugly discomfort when people spoke about his mother. Made him feel so powerless and vulnerable, even though it wasn’t on him.

Even though none of it was on him.

–

“Yeah, I heard of you.” One greasy manager told him, slinging an arm around Skwisgaar’s shoulder. 

He was at the New Year party of a big label. He had been invited by one of his ex-bandmates because he briefly replaced the guitarist of one of the bands they represented and he would never turn down free alcohol and drugs. 

The only downside was the annoying people that acted familiar with him. Like this jack off.

“Skwisgaar Skwigelf, right?” He said, with a drunk breath. He was a middle aged man, his gray hair slicked back and wearing a couple of sunglasses even though it was night. “Your reputation precedes you.”

“Eugh, rights…” Skwisgaar said, already annoyed by the proximity of the man. He hated when people got on his face like that. Unless they were floozies, of course.

“I actually worked in Sweden some years ago.” The man continued. “Your mom was a total sensation back then.” 

“Ja, she was a bits ofs a celekbrities…” Skwisgaar said with disinterest, mildly relieved the conversation was just boring, rather than uncomfortable. 

The man leaned in to whisper into Skwisgaar’s ear. “They say she slept her way to the top…” He placed his hand on Skwisgaar’s waist. “What about you?”

Infuriated, Skwisgaar shoved him away and left, gripping the drink in his hand.

“Hey!” He heard the man call him. “I was just joking, come back!”

There it was again.

That feeling he had worked so hard to abandon.

He hated it.

–

“What ams this?” Their latest addition, Toki, had been snooping around Skwisgaar’s stuff for a while. He was a bit like a child, excited over everything and constantly asking questions. He reminded Skwisgaar of an overstimulated dog. 

“Mmh?” Skwisgaar kept fretting mindlessly and Toki showed him a magazine with himself on the cover. “Oh, dat ams and olds thingks…when I was just gettingks starts…”

Toki paged through the magazine, searching for the Skwisgaar article. “Founds it! Buts I can’ts reads anyt’ings…” He sounded dejected.

“Dats woulds be because it ams in skwedish.” Skwisgaar said, still playing. 

��Waits! It shouldn’ts be thats hard…” Toki squinted at the text. “En…kommande…gita-gitarr? Gittartala- Oh, it ams too hards!” He started looking at the pictures instead. “Wowee! Why ams dat a pages rippeds of?”

Skwisgaar flinched unwillingly. “Eugh…it has somethingks I didn’ts wanna sees…ja.”

Toki tilted his head, awaiting more information and Skwisgaar swallowed heavily.

“It, was, eugh, my moms.” He tried to say casually.

“Oh…”

The pace of Skwisgaar’s playing increased unconsciously. He closed his eyes, feeling his body tense up, his heart rate picking up. 

…But nothing happened.

Confused, he glanced at Toki, who kept inspecting the magazine with curiosity. “So cool…” He whispered in awe at some picture of teenager Skwisgaar posing with a guitar.

“Yous not goignks to ask abouts dat?”

“Whys?” Toki turned the magazine upside down, confused. “I donts gets this…” There was a cryptic illustration on the page. 

“Because it ams my moms?!” Skwisgaar asked, in disbelief. 

Toki’s stupidly innocent eyes laid on Skwisgaar. “Buts you donts wants to talks about it.” He said as if it were obvious.

“W-Well, ja, buts everyones always-”

“Parents ams hard.” Toki said, and it was like the naivety had left his face suddenly. “And…we ams not thems.” His eyes were hard, as if he wasn’t just talking to Skwisgaar anymore.

Come to think of it, Toki hadn’t really talked about his parents either, had he?

And, instead of the discomfort Skwisgaar had grown used to over the years, he felt something different. Something he hadn’t felt since he was a child, since his mother cradled him in her arms and sang lullabies for him. 

He smiled, embracing the sentiment. “You ams wise for a littol snot-nosed brats, heuh?”

“Ams not a brats!”

Skwisgaar chuckled with fondness. “Thanks you, Toki.”

Toki blinked, scatterbrained as ever. “Whats for?”

Without replying, Skwisgaar looked out of the window. The snowfall was inclement as ever.

But things weren't the same anymore.

[classic80sand90smovieloves2]

Spending Halloween with Chad Corey Dylan would include~

(My gif)(Requested by anonymous)

- Halloween? Halloween! He’s never celebrated Halloween before! This is like totally awesome! He’s so excited that you invited him to hang out! You have such great ideas! This is gonna be so much fun!

- Chad was literally born yesterday; or maybe just this year, so he’s obviously never had the chance to do any of the stereotypical Halloween/October related festivities that almost everyone else has done at least once. Because of this, everything that you can think to do during your time together is the best idea that he’s ever heard. He was made with as many good qualities that Zelda and Hilda could think of, but his most obvious quality is his enthusiasm. So get ready for him to get really excited about anything and everything.

- Literally anything you want to do is fine by him. He’s never done any of it so just say the words and he’ll agree.

- Baking or cooking things? That’s fun! Kind of ironic to do with him; for obvious reasons, but he’s definitely down for it anyway. Remind him not to eat raw flour and keep him away from the oven and you’ll be fine. You can expect his cookies to either be absolutely perfect or adorably messy; depending on what qualities you put into his man-dough.

- Rest assured that he’s very happy and helpful when putting up different decorations; though there might not be much left for him to do since there’s only so long that you can keep him fresh out of the oven (And one can assume that you started getting your house ready for the holiday in the beginning of October like a normal person).

- I love this song! Regardless of what the two of you are doing, he can’t help but bop along to the seasonal sounds and spooky music that you’re playing in the background. You’ll constantly catch him shimmying absentmindedly while you’re going about your different activities.

- He watches horror movies really intently so just know that he’ll be really distracted by them if you put them on. I’m talking wide-eyed staring and almost falling out of his seat because of how far he’s leaning forward. Did you see that! Wow! Don’t worry though, he forgets about what you were watching the minute you lock eyes with him and ask him to do something else.

- He’s a daredevil so he’d love to go to all of the thrill seeking establishments that pop up during the holiday season. Haunted houses, horror themed amusement parks, creepy carnivals, scary rollercoasters: he does them all with a smile on his face; or with reactions that mirror your own.

- Chad’s adorably attentive: he’d immediately notice if you were scared and he’d do his best to reassure you however he could. It’s his job to be a good date and he takes it pretty seriously. He’d offer you his hand or his arm to hold, remind you that “nothing is real” and that “nothing bad is gonna happen”, offer to leave or do something else, etc. Being a daredevil, athlete, rocker ensures that he isn’t scared of much; it also means that he finds your reactions kind of cute.

- Why don’t we do that thing you were talking about? What’s it called? Oh right, I’ll have to remember that! Like I said before: he was literally born yesterday. You’ll have to be patient with and help him out. He’d love hearing you explain things, smiling at you dreamily and intently while you talk about and show things off.

- Carving Jack-o-lanterns are fun and all, and he was baked with all of the qualities that make him into a dream date, but like …does that include handling a knife?? He’ll be like “yeah sure, I know how” and then he’ll start using the wrong end of it before you can even stop him. When you quickly fix the weapon in his grasp, he’ll just giggle and go “Ohhh. Haha, you’re so smart!” before continuing on like normal, not noticing you breathe a sigh of relief and will your heart rate to go down.

- Riding with him on his motorcycle in the crisp Autumn air.

- He’s a sweetheart, but the concept of pranking people does appeal to him: so long as they’re harmless pranks. He’ll be a little timid at first but you can definitely convince him that it’s fine and spend the rest of the night causing some mischief.

- Doesn’t know that there’s supposed to be an age limit to trick or treating so he’d definitely go with you.

- Matching outfits? Wow, the two of you look great together! Wanna put makeup on him? Go for it! Have a mask for him to wear? Yippee, how festive! Cheap party city costume? He’s as happy as a clam. He’s honestly just excited about the opportunity to dress up so try not to overthink things.

- He’ll sometimes stop and stare at falling leaves or the neighborhood decorations: watching them in silent wonder or gushing to you over how cool they are. You have to keep an eye on him and make sure that he’s still following you because he’ll occasionally get distracted and you’ll end up halfway down the block before you realize he’s stopped in his tracks to observe something.

- Not that you leave his side very often, but whenever you do, you can’t help but find the way that he patiently waits for you kind of cute. He looks like a golden retriever. You feel like if you focus in on him enough, you’ll start to see a wagging tail.

- Make sure that he doesn’t eat too much candy. He’s kind of like a kid in the sense that he doesn’t know that too many sweets or too much food can actually make you sick. One minute he’ll be scarfing down as much sugar as he can get his hands on, and the next you’ll be making him tea to soothe his stomach because he's sporting a terrible tummy ache.

- Would give you piggyback rides if your feet started hurting or if you were tired of walking.

- He’s very respectful and has very good manners. He’ll give you his jacket when you’re cold, get drinks for you when you’re thirsty, open doors for you, etc. He also makes you feel liked and pretty without demeaning you, or having expectations for how your night together should end.

- Overall, he’s a dream date. Did you expect anything else?

[the-hilda-librarians-wife]

SCREAMING. I can stop posting now, I’ve accomplished what I set out to do, nothing will beat being responsible for Mattie coming into contact with Mendelian genetics. AND apparently getting her first badge because of it. Hah actually I love how it sort of implies that the Raven Leader did some sort of collab with Van Gale to launch a genetics badge and WAIT-

RAVENSCI CANON IN THE MATTIEVERSE??

The Big Mattie’s Genetics Presentation, part 1/2

Pictures were taken from the Hilda wiki’s gallery and from the Hilda reference archive. If anyone recognizes their screenshots and wants credits, let me know :)

All the Mattie drawing are, of course, from @airborneice

[pikablob]

Frilda and 14 for the drabble asks? <333

14. “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”

"Do... do you ever still miss it?"

Hilda's hands hung limp at her sides, as if unwilling to bear the weight. Her gaze stayed on the far side of the wall; on the rolling hills and rising trees, the pines and dales she'd spent the past year among, alone save for Twig. And Frida knew her answer before she gave it.

"Yeah, I do," she admitted softly; there was a little sniffle in her words, and one sweater-sleeve reached up to loosely rub her eyes. "Out there... it was home, for a long time, and some days everything felt like it used to, before me and Mum moved here."

She gestured wide, to the city stretching out behind her. "I still don't think I fit in in Trolberg, really, especially with the Safety Patrol. And Mum's part of that too, now, and she's still worrying too much about me and Alfur's moved away and Tontu won't even talk to me yet and... and..."

Her words turned white-hot, pained, and in a moment Frida was at her side, reaching out to gently rub at her arm. "Hey, it's okay," she began, uncertainty making her insides squirm. "I'm here; I'm with you, always."

"That's the thing," Hilda noted, chest shaking under her coat. "I could go right back out there, and keep living the way I always thought I wanted, but... I couldn't, really. I couldn't do that to Mum, even though we still fight sometimes, or to Da-, to Lucy, or to you.

"Because being out there, all alone, it... it made me realise something; something Woodman tried to tell me once, a long time ago."

"Oh?" Frida drifted closer, her other hand up to the other girl's far shoulder in a sort of halfway-hug. And finally, Hilda looked back, and there was a tiny smile beneath the tears.

"That home is where the people who love you are," she finished, eyes shining. All at once her arms came up, grabbing Frida and turning their hold into a full embrace as she squeezed almost for dear life.

"I'm not leaving again," she promised, and Frida felt a rise of warmth, despite all her concerns, at those words. "I'll be with you always, too."

For a moment, the two of them just held on; it wasn't a reunion, that had already come and gone, but it felt like it anyway and a weight coming off all at the same time. And by the time they parted, falling back to comfortably-held hands, both had mist in their eyes.

"You know," Frida began softly, squeezing Hilda's hands gently, "there is one place in Trolberg that might feel a bit more familiar." She couldn't help glancing aside, just for a moment. "I probably should have told you sooner..."

"It's okay," Hilda promised, giving a gentle squeeze of her own. "There's a lot of things I still need to catch up on. I still don't know when Mum's going to admit she's dating Gerda." She let out a laugh at that, a tiny, soft, warm thing, and Frida couldn't help returning it.

"In that case," she began again, gently leading Hilda back away from the wall. "Why don't I show you now?

"I think you're going to love the Underground."

[nathaaaan]

Yet another idea

I’m actually going to die if I don’t get this off my chest. I’m going to start rambling about an au for Hilda, but I’m not sure if I’m gonna write it, but just in case I don’t I’m putting it here.

What if… instead of Johanna getting sick at birth, Hilda got sick?

I already have a song in mind so it will be at the bottom of this post. BUT ANYWAY.

Since Hilda got sick, that means that Johanna was the one to sacrifice her life for her daughter. Then who lives with Hilda? Auntie Astrid, and Astrid does not take Hilda’s memories because Hilda didn’t see her mom take off and leave at ten (INSTEAD AT 5 AHAHAH). So really? Hilda is confused and upset, she doesn’t understand why her mom left her, and she doesn’t understand why her father left her.

Was she a mistake? Had she done something wrong? Was she not deserving of them?

She has constant nightmares about her mom leaving her. It’s been so long she barely remembers what her mom looks like. One thing she does remember is Johanna’s gentle smile and her brown hair. It’s the same nightmare every time, she’s doing something in nature—whether it be climbing the trees, or walking with Frida and David when she meets them, the world around her disintegrates but when she looks out into the void she sees her mother looking back at her before disintegrating too. Everyone left her.

Other times she sees a hooded figure staring at her—sometimes she vents to the figure, because it’s the only person that she can talk about her problems to, and they’ll sit… erm stand and listen. Auntie Astrid won’t tell her anything about her parents, and she doesn’t want to bother Frida and David with her problems.

OH YEAH, and when she meets Frida and David for the Sparrow Scout, then they come over to the apartment, either Frida or David make the mistake of asking: “Where are your parents?” And Hilda just laughs and ushers them out the building saying something like, “C’mon it’s best to be ahead of schedule right? Right!”

Hilda also reunites with her father, Anders. When Anders takes Hilda and her friends to go eat and Frida and David say something terrible happened to Anders, Hilda eats her soup before saying about Anders not being in her life until now. Anders asks about her mother and Hilda slams her fists on the table and says, “She isn’t here.” Before apologizing right after. Anders suggests they make up time for some overdue family bonding! Hilda agrees because she knows absolutely nothing about this man.

After a whole buncha wacky adventures, Hilda somehow goes to Fairy Country and technically reunites in the same way Johanna did with her parents originally. Like when Johanna and Hilda are sleeping on the giant mushroom, Johanna’s mom comes in and looks at her. HOWEVER, instead of staying asleep, Hilda wakes up and immediately recognizes her and just starts telling her off as she flies away. After like a minute of standing on the same mushroom, Hilda decides that what she did wasn’t nice and goes to find her mother to apologize.

All that fluffy stuff happens, but you all know the deal, correct?

When Hilda decides to go home, she gets sick again and everyone surrounds her as they watch her slowly die. This could go one of two ways! Hilda dies (potentially in her mother’s arms because Johanna says screw it to the Fairy Entity snd goes for her daughter, GOING AGAINST THE RULESS!) surrounded by the ones she loves the most. Or she lives and happily ever after!

Idk if this idea is original or not, lmao

LISTEN, LISTEN TO ME, the song title does not align with this idea that well, HOWEVER, the lyrics do. And I keep thinking about this song because of how the way it was written and just… THE INSTRUMENTS OMG.

go listen to it omg 😭

[spacefinch]

Pokemon Incorrect Quotes: Unova Edition

Hugh: *handing out smiley balloons* I have no soul. Have a nice day!

Colress: I don't have one either.

Drayden: Let me see what you have!

Iris: A knife!

Drayden: NO!

Cilan: Fun fact! Blueberries are the only fruit named after a color.

Iris: Star fruit?

Cilan: ♥️ So close! That is a shape ♥️

Colresss: Welcome to physics!

*science project explodes*

*screaming*

Hilda: 🎶 ANNIE ARE YOU OKAY, ANNIE ARE YOU OKAY, ANNIE 🎶

Hilbert: *banging pots and pans*

Hilda: 🎶 ANNIE ARE YOU OKAY, WILL YOU TELL US THAT YOU’RE OKAY 🎶

Teacher: Uh, Cheren, can you read number 23 for the class, please?

Cheren: No, I cannot. What up, I’m Cheren, I’m 19, and I never fricking learned how to read.

Chili: Hi, welcome to Chili's.

Elesa: Hey, I’m lesbian.

Emmet: I thought you were Unovan.

Clay: I wanna be a cowboy, baby!

Alder: Hell yeah!

Clay:  I wanna be a cowboy, baby!

Hilbert: TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN

Cheren: Why are you guys reblogging this in December?

Hilda: TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN

Rosa: TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN

Cheren: It is February, you ANIMALS

Nate: TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN

Emmet: "Average person eats 8 spiders a year" factoid, actually statistical error. Average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in cave and eats over 10,000 every day, is an outlier and should not have been counted.

Chili: Oh sorry, I fell asleep while I was waiting on you to make me a sandwich.

Cress: Go back to sleep AND STARVE.

Ingo: Perhaps it is the context in which words are spoken that gives them the power of meaning. *yelling* I LOVE YOU, JOLTIK!

Emmet, banging on pots and pans: I DON'T GET NO SLEEP 'CAUSE OF YOU! Y'ALL NOT GONNA GET NO SLEEP 'CAUSE OF ME!

Hilda: Would you like something to drink? *opens fridge* We have water, milk, juice, Joltiks, Dr. Pepper…

Cheren: Joltiks?

Hilda: Joltiks it is, then.

Cheren: Wait, that’s not what I meant—

But she was already pouring him a brimming glass of Joltiks.

Ingo and Emmet: *in the middle of an intense Pokemon battle*

Hilbert: Can I get a waffle? Can I PLEASE get a waffle?

After said battle:

Hilbert, pointing at the losing Pokemon: He need some milk

Ingo: Road work ahead? Uh, yeah, I sure hope it does!

Rosa (pointing at a flock of Swanna): Look at all those chickens!

Ingo: *filming in selfie mode*

Emmet: (in background) Bop it! Twist it! Pull it!

Colress (grinning): I'M GOING TO JAIL!

Cheren: Tumblr is just talking to yourself but with an audience.

Cilan: That’s called a soliloquy.

Cheren: Found the theater kid. Get em boys.

Iris: Hey OP, how do we know you’re not a theater kid?

Cheren: I’M AN ENGLISH LIT MAJOR, YOUR HONOR

Cilan: Eating chips with chopsticks is unironically galaxy brain. Your fingers don’t get greasy and it lasts for longer.

Chili: Fork

Cilan: Oh, yeah, I’m going to stab my crunchy foods and make them fall apart like an absolute absentminded dunce, fool, clown, jester, like a monstrous moron, an idiot of Shakespearean proportions, a cretin.

Cress: Um, you seem to forget that ‘chips’ can also mean fries. And that’s probably what he was talking about, haha

Cilan: I did not forget anything. I purposely ignore the idea of using British vocabulary to do my part in helping it die out.

Cilan: KNOWLEDGE is knowing that a tomato is technically a fruit.

Cress: WISDOM is not putting it in a fruit salad.

Chili: PHILOSOPHY is wondering if a tomato is a fruit, does that make ketchup a smoothie?

Cheren: COMMON SENSE is knowing that ketchup isn't a smoothie.

Ingo: I went to the store and bought Quick Oats. The next day, my brother came back with Instant Oats. I will not be humiliated like this. I must now find an even sooner oat.

Hilbert: I hope nobody is evil

Ghetsis: >:)

Hilbert: Oh no

Elesa: Don’t post your negativity on a positive post.

Volkner: Electrons

Elesa: I should kick your ass.

Cilan: Being alive is great because there are so many different vegetables you can sauté. But then there are also the horrors.

Cheren: People who say ‘oof’ and people who say ‘bruh’ contribute nothing to a conversation.

Nate: OOF

Hilbert: BRUH

Ingo: Early to bed, early to rise, Burger King burger with Burger King fries

Skyla: Later to rise, later to bed, Burger King burger on Burger King bread

Elesa: Eat at morning, eat at night, I participate in a Burger King fight

Emmet: I slap my knees, I slap my thighs, tonight is the night that Burger King dies

Cheren: I currently have seven empty notebooks and I have no clue what to put in them.

Cilan: Put spaghetti in it.

Cheren: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone except you.

Bianca: Put spaghetti in it.

Cheren: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone except you two.

Nate: Put spaghetti in it.

Cheren: I am no longer taking suggestions.

Roxie: *playing guitar*

*suspicious crashing noises in distance*

Roxie: *plays guitar louder*

Hilbert: Big mood.

Emmet: What does that mean?

Hilbert: Well… it means, me too, I guess.

*the next day*

Ingo: I'm worried about Team Rocket using our subway system.

Emmet: Big mood, brother. Big mood.

Ingo: HILBERT WHAT HAVE YOU DONE

Hilbert: Z is just a sideways N

N: Please stop it

Hilbert: Zo

Elesa: I can't find my earbuds and Target is closed. This is a nightmare.

Burgh: Put a Durant in each ear and they will sing to you.

Elesa: Not a half-bad idea actually.

Emmet: I go to Home Depot

Emmet: I eat the tools

Ingo: Stop it

Emmet: Crumch

Roxie: Is it cheating to teach Toxic to every member of my Pokemon team?

Elesa: Not at all, I'd love to hear them sing it.

Clay: None of y’all know what propaganda actually is, do you?

Hilda: It’s when a British person takes a good look at something.

Elesa: What are you guys going to be for Halloween?

Ingo: Sad

Burgh: Gay

Skyla: Sexy

Emmet: Goblin

Ingo: What if I was evil and ran towards you at very fast speeds

Emmet: My arms are strong, I would catch you and hug you

Clay: Children, this is dirt.

Nate, Rosa, and Hugh: dirt? dirt? dirt? dirt? dirt?

Hilda: Shoutout to all the people who started saying “same” as a joke once in a while but now use it for the most random things like a car honking their horn at another car.

Cheren: Yesterday a book fell off my desk but instead of picking it up, I just looked at it for a second and said “same”

Hilbert: LOL same

Bianca: Why are we like this?

Cheren: Is there anything better than pussy?

Cheren: Yes, a really good book

Cheren: *plays the keyboard*

Hilbert: Who’s the hottest Uber driver you’ve ever had?

N: Ummm… I never went to Oovoo Javer.

*HAS NEVER WENT TO OOVOO JAVER*

Looker: Where’s the best place to buy fireworks?

Hugh: Wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy?

Looker: Where are your parents? Kid’s sketchy, back to you.

Emmet: *screams into jar and then screws on the lid* Everything’s fine.

Cilan: Hi, could I ask how exactly does one accidentally set a lemon on fire?

Nate: Microwave for 40 minutes

Cilan: Why were you microwaving a lemon??

Nate: I read boiling lemons helps cover up bad smells (I wanted to cover up the scent of burnt oranges), but I didn’t own any pots.

Cilan: Did you burn an orange too? How??

Nate: Microwave for 40 minutes

Classroom: *silence*

One of the students: turgle turgle

Cheren: WHO TURGLED

Hilda: Hey everyone, today my brother pushed me, so I'm starting a Kickstarter to put him down. Benefits of killing him would be that I get pushed way less—

Cheren: I get that you're angry, but killing Hilbert is not the solution.

Hilbert: When will Ted himself finally show up to the talk?

Bianca: The final boss

Cheren: Guys, you do realize that TED stands for Technology, Entertainment, and Design, right?

Hilda: I will not let Ted hide behind these lies any longer.

Cheren: I love the word methinks. It’s accurate. Me does think. Thinketh me do.

Hilbert: Methinks therefore me am.

Nate (bragging.): I know every digit of pi.

Nate: I don't know what order.

N: He doesn't know what order.

"Hey besties friendly reminder to drink water, feed your lab Rattata, turn off your evil nuclear generator, change out of your dirty lab coat, go for a walk, and take care of yourself!"

“@evilscientist13”

“@evilscientist13”

“@evilscientist13”

“COLRESS WAKE UP”

“@evilscientist13”

“@evilscientist13”

“@evilscientist13”

“COLRESS THE REACTOR”

(during a game of Uno)

Ingo: Brother, please, no.

Emmet: I’m sorry. I have to.

Ingo: Please, I’m begging you, after all we’ve been through?

Emmet: I’m sorry. [places a draw 4 card] Uno.

N: Any questions before I move on?

Porygon: *garbled electric noises*

N: ... Great. I really understood that well.

Elesa: This is camp.

Ingo: What does camp mean?

Emmet: Like when something is so yass and slay

Emmet: Do you think Joltiks take fall damage?

Ingo: Emmet, what the heck?

*at Drayden’s home in Opelucid City*

The Pokemon streaming service profiles read as follows:

Drayden: “Person who pays for the account”

Iris: “Granddaughter (Free pass)”

Ingo: “Parasite 1”

Emmet: “Parasite 2”

Cheren: How long does someone have to be dead before it's considered archaeology and not grave robbing?

Lenora: As an archaeologist, I find this a VERY AWKWARD QUESTION.

Cheren: Answer the question, grave robber.

Elesa: Carpe diem— seize the day

Skyla: Carpe noctem— seize the night

Emmet: Carpe natem— seize the ass

Ingo: Seriously, if you guys don't stop reblogging this, I am going to carpe someone's neck and break it.

Grimsley: Carpe collum— seize the neck

Cheren: Not all math puns are bad.

Cheren: Just sum of them.

Roxie: There is so much panic right now and not nearly enough disco.

Elesa: Where do bad rainbows go?

Skyla: …

Elesa: Prism. It's a light sentence.

Skyla: *groan*

Hilda: If you don't know the difference between "their," "they're", and "there", your a idiot.

Cheren: Well, this is awkward.

Hilbert: I was born ready!

Hilda: You were born in Nuvema Town.

Hilbert: When I was your age… (tells Hilda something he did a few minutes ago)

Nate: A theif

Cheren: Thief?

Nate: Theif

Cheren: I before e, except after c

Nate: Thceif

Cheren: No

Hilda: (singing) A potato flew around my room before you came—

Hilda, Hilbert, Cheren, and Bianca: AAAAAAAHHHHHH!

Hilbert: I'm nuts about these nuts. But you know what I'm also nuts about? My close good friends!

Hilbert: *gestures to Hilda, Cheren, Bianca, Nata, Rosa, Hugh, and N* My close good friends!

Ghetsis: Remember one time I liked you?

N: No.

Ghetsis: Good, because IT NEVER HAPPENED! *evil laugh*

Cilan: Would anyone like some stew? Would anyone like some stew? Would anyone like some stew?

[cyanide-sodapop]

I did not expect this show to have the emotional impact that it had on me

[euphoricnyctophilia]

I pressed play on this episode and was immediately greeted by Zelda kissing Blackwood :/ ( @humanlesbiangarbage and I were talking about Zelda’s moans. Mind your business)

Zelda answering the phone of her business like she is annoyed that they are calling her business during business hours

Her hair looks so good but the stupid fucking editors of this show have it so dark in the mortuary. I can’t see the rest of her cunty ass outfit. 😩

I’m so glad that they got her makeup together because episodes one and two were….

Ambrose massaging Sabrina’s leg while they sit on the couch always stood out to me because it’s true cousin behavior, like if you were my sibling I would kick you for putting your fucking feet on me but my cousin? love you, babe xo here’s a massage

The overacting by the fright club is not doing for me. Not you Roz you’re amazing.

Roz is so tired of all this witchy shit 😂 like what do you mean your fucking dead aunt from frontier times told you to go into the mine ?

Sabrina being like “someone’s looking out for you” and Harvey being like “yeah Tommy 🥹” and Sabrina’s face being like “damn bitch I put a whole protection spell on you”

I love that Zelda canonically traipses about the mortuary in her nightgown and robe for completely normal reasons

Agatha: a bunch of mortals died

Nick: you mean like her boyfriend? 👀

Hilda’s wig is really good and I’m not gonna look at it any harder because I don’t want to see lace

 Sabrina is a fucking liar. She didn’t even cross her fingers when she told Hilda that she wasn’t gonna get any ideas about resurrecting Tommy.

It’s a funeral why is Lilith walking around so sexily?? 

I wonder why Lilith protected the weird sisters…. She definitely knew they did it. - ok looking back it was so Sabrina would ask Prudence for help. Smart. Smart

Theo in his little suit 🫶🏽

“He bought all my school supplies” BECAUSE OUR FATHER IS A DRUNK

Lilith’s face when Harvey pipes up and says that Tommy did not love the minds is hilarious. I know she was expecting to come to the funeral and be bored as hell 😂

Mr. Kinkle is definitely drunk at this funeral

All I could think of is “I sebest- blehlehlehleh”

Michelle’s makeup looks so good at Dr. C’s. She puts makeup on like she’s trying to attract women.

Sabrina is so fucking stupid because Lilith was literally like “oh no actually it’s so easy. It works really well. It’s in my office. Here is the title.” And she was like “I’m a female manipulator, I’m so sneaky heehee”

I think it’s interesting that the race is witches and Blackwood is a sexist misogynist chauvinist pig. I don’t know if I’m making sense but it’s not giving. you’re literally a witch. Why do you hate witches?

I don’t like the way he’s looking at my wife

He’s doing this confession like he’s having an erection. I hate him

My wiFe’s a BitcH beCaUse shE’s deNieD me sEx wHiLe she’s in her thirD triMestEr

And Zelda you’re making me mad for agreeing with him. I know you’re horny, but you could literally have hate sex with Lilith.

Roz’s jacket with the little flowers embroidered all over is so cute.

Agatha and Dorcas are so silly and goofy in this little flashback that Roz is having

Sabrina said “Prudence come get your fucking girls”

Prudence’s waves look so fucking good, but I am once again mad about the fact that she had to wake up extra early to do her own hair because they didn’t have anybody to do black hair on set and that is why it’s shaved in later seasons

They’re so silly for sitting there playing pattycake stonefaced 

They are also so silly for repeating the exact threat that they made in Moon Valley as if it was a question

Sabrina is really Zelda‘s daughter because they make the same face before they bitch slap Agatha 

Lilith be like “hell yeah! a shadow let me fucking stand in here”. She like a cat in a box 😂

I really thought Prudence was going to tell Dorcas to shut the fuck up

Some of their anti-heaven phrases sound so stupid to me. “Unholy shit” stfu Nicholas

Prudence asking Sabrina if she sure about this and Sabrina saying she has to be. Like no you don’t you literally could’ve not done this.

 Sabrina is so silly for taking a seat while Ambrose chews her out. She was like “yeah let me sit down for this”

“the ritual didn’t mention anything about the murdered, sacrifice having to stay dead” she is the dumbest person in greendale

Ambrose should’ve went inside and immediately snitched on Sabrina because yeah she needs that ass beat. But cousin code. I get it.

I love Prudence’s accent. Especially since Tati’s regular voice is 🥺

Zelda is sitting at the table hiding behind her newspaper like she’s about to nut. Go upstairs you freak!

I need to see Zelda in this red dress from the back for completely normal reasons

She’s licking her lips and smirking like she’s about to get fucked. I hate her.

This seems inappropriate.

Zelda: “Entirely appropriate”

Me: ZELDA no!

They probably eat TV dinners every night at the Kinkle house. I would kill myself.

I know that Tommy is a gentleman because even as a zombie he still knocks.

[maybe-in-another-nice-life]

Wizard with a Gun [analysis and theory]

Because this new fandom needs content.

Firstly, an analysis of the Riders:

One Eye

Creative name, I know.

I think the bard is singing while they appear on screen, so it makes sense for One Eye to be The Hunter. The old hat and the brown coat with the gun with a wide muzzle make it look that way, plus the aforementioned one eye makes them look badass.

Or rather, makes her look badass.

Because I’m pretty sure One Eye is Hilda, the inventor of Gunmancy and the first wizard you meet.

Same clothes. Same yellow light. Same one eye. She even has a Worldbuilder in the animation, the same weapon she teaches you to craft.

And even makes sense for her to be the last one standing in the battle against Chaos, being the most experienced of them all and a past user of The Tower. But alas, she still died having her soul ripped out of her.

Giant

Possibly The Maker. They have a belt full of tools, although it is hard to see, and the scarf on their hat reminds me of the “We Can Do It” poster, so there’s a probability of the Giant also being a woman.

They carry a two-barrel pistol and died being immobilized by chaos tentacles.

Not much to talk about them, but they also have blue/cyan eyes.

Gremlin

Quite small, covered in rags, has a little mushroom on their head… reveals a bunch of eyes and tentacles underneath. Yeah, I think Gremlin it’s the Wild Swamp's Own.

The Gremlin also, for some reason, carries a giant machine gun.

They have green eyes and die being overwhelmed by Chaos.

Something else that I noted, but could end up being nothing. When one of their companions died, they immediately became enraged. Could show a deep loyalty/connection to the other Riders, or a great hatred towards chaos (or both).

The last three sets of characters were more complicated, at least for me. :)

Barbarian

The Barbarian, the figure that doesn’t have much focus in the animation, it’s also much probably a woman, since we can see her chest and such.

They’re literally dressing as a barbarian, so my bet is in they being the Young Chief Risin’, but they also wear a boar on their head, with the tusks protruding a lot, but that’s the only thing that can make the Barbarian the Weaver of Bone, and it’s very weak evidence.

The Barbarian has pink eyes and carries a canon. They died with the Sharpshooter in a big chaos explosion.

Sharpshooter

The Weaver of Bone??? Maybe? Nothing in their design says anything about it maybe aside from the great style, but maybe this is something more in the story.

The Sharpshooter possess a wide hat with a red feather, and a red cloak to mach. Sometimes they have three eyes, sometimes four, sometimes more, but they are mostly yellow.

The fact that they have yellow eyes made me theorize that the Sharpshooter is Hilda’s brother, but it’s a pretty weak theory.

They died with the Barbarian in a big chaos explosion.

The thing to mention is: Sharpshooter appeared in the first trailer, for those that didn’t remember them.

And finally:

The theory that I saw being passed around by the community: We, the Player, are one of the Riders that appears in the animation at the beginning of the demo.

See, the bard only gave titles to 5 wizards, and he also sing “Remember, remember” in one part of the song.

Which brings us to...

Fancy

the wizard with purple eyes that (I think) wears fancy naval clothing.

Literally, the first one to die at the beginning of the battle, being disintegrated on the spot by a ray from the portal.

No wonder the Cryptomancer was so disappointed we were the one to survive if that’s the case.

- One thing to mention: The fact “we” are so bad in the animatic, plus how the Bard calls the player “Kid” may imply the player is the youngest/least experienced of the Riders, so that could be the reason as Hilda’s reaction towards the player.

Anyway, Fancy is the only one similar enough to the character we created in the game, with the exception of One Eye and Gremlin, but these seem to have names attached to them, plus we know One Eye is Hilda.

But then what? Fancy died, how did they come back to life next to a broken down ship without memory?

I have no idea :D

But there’s a thing...

Fancy has skeleton hands, while ALL the others wear gloces, so maybe there’s something to do with it?

That’s all I have. :)

[no-wings-no-angel]

yk im still not done with hilda furacão (yeah yeah shame on me life happens ok) but theres this sense of… idk impending doom while watching??? i’m talking about the dictatorship.

theres lots of talk about politics, theres communists, theres those religious types defending the family, theres those clowns sucking the usa’s balls, there’s the whole ‘camellia city’ plot point, with politicians trying to get sex workers and queers and other undesirables out of the city, playing this as a moral thing but also it is a very economy-based move, they want the real estate from the red light district.

everyone has a cause, everyones working, everyone is advocating for what they think is right, they vote, they go on protests, we see this mostly with the commies and roberto but theres politics everywhere in the narrative. but theres no escaping, you know what will happen. the end of march ‘64. the coup.

like the whole time im watching im just thinking jesus fucking christ half of this cast will be arrested, tortured, killed, or have to completely change their lives and go into exile if they have the means to, wont they.

i know how the story ends for some characters but not all of them and im a bit scared to find out.

[fever-project]

WOULD RAVIO ACTUALLY TELL TETRA HILDA IS HIS CRUSH? WHAT WOULD SHE DO ABOUT IT? IF SHE EVEN DOES ANYTHING?

I’m sorry, they have consumed my thoughts

Yeah he would admit to having a crush on her when he thinks she’s not around. Like Tetra would pester him about it when the others also do that, but in private she would keep most of her pestering to herself. She just feels awkward about it. But she would ask if Ravio had a crush on Hilda, just once to see if he would actually answer. And he does! He tries to to spill all his thoughts, like how him having a crush on his best friend eats him up inside, and how he think he’ll ruin their friendship if he confesses his love, but it doesn’t take much to get him to talk, especially in private. Tetra isn’t very trying that hard, she’s trying to ask like, the vaguest question like “so do you think you’ll tell her eventually?” because again, she feels awkward. I image her to be like 14~ during the war, 12 at the very least. She knows nothing about romance haha. And Ravio is just being extremely dramatic, which is not helping lol

[three-duck-houses]

@fe-oc-week day 6 - Supports

So I skipped days 4 and 5, Tragedy and Joy, because I really can't work out what to do for them? The only thing she would consider a tragedy is her mum dying the day she turned 11, and she makes an effort to find as much joy as possible in the little every day things, like sun rises and sun sets and clean air and tasty food and being near people she likes. Just too many things to list

For Supports, I don’t tend to think of Nico in terms of fitting her into the game mechanics (with branching paths and joining different classes), it’s more of a linear story that has conversations at various points that I guess could count as Support convos? Though saying that, I know that one and one conversations with most everyone do all happen at one point or another (if Shez and Byleth get to talk to everyone, so does Nico!) however where most of her story is still living in my head as a giant jumble to half cooked ideas and snippets of dialogue... I'll just share what I've already got for a few people

So here's some of my favourite bits of dialogue and short scenes? =3 (and a few scene outlines because my brain Will Not Work properly)

Conversations with Leonie, Hilda, Lorenz, Felix, Shez, Claude, Sylvain

Leonie:

When Nico first gets to the academy - 

“Leonie! Hello darling, it’s great to see you!” she said, reaching out and pulling her friend into a quick hug before stepping back and holding her by her elbows as she gave her an exaggerated once over. “And oooh, look at you! Dressed up all fancy. It really suits you. Give us a twirl? Niiice. Now give me another one so I can check out something other than your ass? And your legs, phew, didn’t think I’d ever see so much of them out in public like this.”

Leonie burst out laughing as she cuts the start of her second spin short and shoves at Nico’s shoulder with a fond eye roll and faint blush. But she’s quickly reminded that they aren’t at Sauin village where everyone knows what they’re like, and are in fact surrounded by strangers when she hears a few other people also laugh while still more splutter from drinking at the wrong moment or make scandalised sounding gasps. And through it all, a laugh she vaguely recognises. She looked round, and found Lady Hilda sitting at the nearby table next to Yellow cape–no, he was Claude, and she was still kinda mad at him–, and she’d half turned towards her to say hi when Leonie’s words made her freeze

“Yeah, I didn’t either, but my uniform choices were this or a dress. It’s surprisingly comfortable, when you get used to it. What have you picked for yours?”

Her eyes snapped back to Leonie, hoping her friend was joking, but no, no it didn’t look like she was.

“Run that by me again? Did you say the options are a skirt or a dress?”

“Huh? Well, yeah. I was pretty miffed about it too, but they seemed kinda strict about it, long held tradition or something.”

She turned to Shez and Byleth, who were watching the conversation with vague interest, and silently asked them what the fuck with a head tilt and brow lift.

“You don't remember us going to see the tailors last night after we talked to Professor Hanneman? Well, we did, and we've picked out what we want, but you were too out of it to pick yourself, so we said we'd go back later today. Oh. They needed your measurements to get started on your shirts, so me and By got them, so they wouldn’t be touching you.”

Well. That was one thing to be thankful for, she supposed, giving Shez a grateful smile, then glancing down at Byleth when she felt a light touch on the back of her hand to find her cousin looking up at her, the faintest of frown lines between her brows, and shifted her smile over into reassuring.

“I’m fine, honest. Just gonna have to talk to them is all.”

“Aww, what’s the matter Nico?” Leonie asked with a laugh in her voice. “You can’t tell me you’re afraid to show a little leg yourself, I’ve seen what you dance in.”

Shaking her head fondly she turned back, noting that Hilda had left her seat and was walking towards them so she needed to wrap this up quickly.

“You know damn well how much of me I’m happy to show, but when you’ve got some free time how about I take you up on Kilani and you can find out how much of a pain in the ass it is to ride a wyvern in a skirt?”

Hilda:

When Nico gets to the monastery, and she’s meeting everyone along with Byleth and Shez, she’s just introduced herself the the Great Lord’s heirs and offered to do anything she can to help them, since she’s employed by Lady Daphnel and trying to build a good rapport with these noble kids - 

"Except you. If you want me to buy you more beads you need to start learning Almyran properly and come with me. I'm not having you yell at me for buying you what you ask me for again."

Hilda laughed, rolling her eyes, then started her familiar argument

"I asked for lapis lazuli seed beads Nico–"

"No, you asked for blue–"

"And you bought me turquoise cut gems–"

"Turquoise is blue! I bought you blue stones with holes in them! I tried, ok? This is why you need to come with me!"

End of Harpstring, after the class’ first main mission in which Nico took an arrow to the back of the shoulder for Claude, and then an axe hit to her arm while pushing Hilda out of the way of an attack. Hilda and Leonie have gone with Nico back to the eyrie to help her unsaddle Kilani, since her arm’s in a sling. Probably their C support? - 

“Nico, why’d you take that hit for me? You know I’m not actually a delicate flower, don’t you?”

“I know, I know. But I still didn’t want to see you get hurt. Even if you could have taken it, it would still have caused you pain, and I just… don’t want to see you hurt. I honestly do like you Hilda, and I’d like to be friends someday.”

“Wait, you think we aren’t friends already?”

“Huh? I mean, um…”

“Nico!”

“I didn’t want to presume! You are a noble after all, and you’ve paid me to run errands and do stuff for you before! I thought you might still see me as a messenger, or like, a merc who works with Holst sometimes.”

Leonie, who was on the other side of the wyvern stall, started sniggering

“Don’t mind her Hilda, Nico’s pretty bad at knowing when she’s made a friend, she asked me if she could call me one after we’d known each other six months.”

“Leonie!!!”

“Haha, I see! In that case yes Nico, we are friends. And I think Marianne and Lysithea would probably say you are too, so how about we all go and get tea together at some point, yeah?”

“Huh? Oh, um, yeah. Yeah, I’d like that.”

Lorenz:

Lorenz pissed Nico off when they first met because he didn’t like the way she’d talked to Leonie, and reminded her several times that he was a noble who had standards. So when she went back to Daphnel for her first weekend running messages and she offered to take stuff for the rest of the class, she made a point of charging him, since he was a noble, not one of her classmates or friends. This happens shortly after that

“Hey, um, Lorenz? Do you have a second?”

“Yes? What can I do for you?”

“I. I wanted to apologise for the way I spoke to you on Friday,” she said, dropping into a bow and focusing on his shoes, which were of course perfectly polished. “And for all of my conduct towards you so far, in fact. I know I’ve been a real brat towards you, because what you said when we met kinda annoyed me, but that’s no excuse for my frankly terrible behaviour and attitude. You of course aren’t obligated to, but I was wondering if perhaps we could try to start over?”

His feet shuffled in place while he made a vaguely surprised noise, and she could hear their classmates still tidying books and lingering at desks. She hated having to do this in front of them, but, well, she had made the point of charging him for delivering his message and then warping him away to his dad’s office in front of them too, so it was only fair.

“I accept your apology. And as to starting over, ahem. I am Lorenz Hellman Gloucester, and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

She slowly rose up from her bow, looking up and finding him giving her a small, tight looking smile, but it was a smile nonetheless.

“The pleasure is mine Lord Gloucester. I am Nicolita Eisner, but please, call me Nico. Do you think you might be free at all in the next few days to join me for some hot leaf juice, do you think?”

She bit her lip as she watched his eyes fly wide and he started to splutter, colour rushing to his cheeks and looking like he was trying to be a kettle fit to boil over, before he paused, and narrowed his eyes at her. She shrunk down a little, and felt her shoulders hunch despite herself. Yeah, she’d been trying to wind him up by calling it leaf juice, but she did actually want to have tea with him

“Humph. Very well. But I must insist that you refrain from referring to it as such. While I acknowledge that not all of the blends that are generally called tea deserve the title, those blends do have their own proper names, such as tinctures and tisanes. Come along, and I can begin teaching you the differences now.”

Felix:

End of Harpstring, her dead mother’s birthday. Nico has been trying to keep her head down and not interact with people, and Felix has been trying to goad her into sparring despite her and Byleth telling him to stop - this would be C- I think? -

"Tch, what's the matter? Scared to fight me now I know the sort of dirty tricks you like to play? You truly are pathetic"

That makes her snap, spinning to face him and magic sparking out of her, like in one of those static ball things, and leaving faint scorch marks on the floor near her

"For fucks sake Felix! I'd heard Sylvain was the insatiable one who didn't understand the concept of 'no', but were all those rumours really about you instead? Are you really the type of guy to keep pushing and pushing after a girl's turned you down, and ignore all her attempts to politely make you back off? I’m thinking maybe they were, since Sylvain has been nothing but a gentleman since I met him"

Felix is horrified, because of what she's implying. And Sylvain's a little surprised, because er, does she not remember their date?

“I said no. I said I don’t want to. I am now saying to fuck the hell off and leave me alone and just don’t talk to me about anything, ever, you spoiled little noble brat! It’s more than time you grew the fuck up, learned some manners and learned to fucking listen to people other than yourself!”

Later the same day, Nico returns to the monastery from where she’d stormed off, and goes to find Felix in the dining hall - 

"What do you want?" he bites out, and it's an effort to swallow from how dry her mouth suddenly is as she tries to remember what she wanted to say

She bows to him, a full proper one with all the respect he deserves, and says "I'm sorry. I was in a bad mood but I shouldn't have taken it out on you. You did nothing to deserve what I said to you, and my words towards you were completely unwarranted and unjustified, and the insinuation I made was unnecessarily cruel. I truly regret my actions, and any harm I've caused you, and will do whatever you want to make things right, if I can."

She waits, holding the bow, for his reaction, and has to bite her lip to try and hide her flinch when he scoffs

"If you think that drivel you spouted will make everything better–" he starts with a barely suppressed snarl in his voice, and she knows it's rude and will probably make everything worse, but she cuts across him

"No, I don't think it'll make things better. I understand if there is nothing I can ever say or do to make up for the pain I caused you or any damage to your reputation. But in case there is, please know I will say or do whatever you deem necessary to make things right"

Silence. And she internally cringes because it's the sort of silence that means everyone in the hall has stopped and is watching, and if anyone hadn't known what happened before then they'd find out now and this was a terrible idea what was she thinking she was such a fucking moron

"Idiot," Felix spits, followed by a tch of him clicking his tongue. "Go away. I don't want to deal with you right now. You disgust me"

(this one isn’t even dialogue, just how the scene would go, but shhhh, pretend it is?) This would be… either C+ or B I guess? - 

After everyone’s settled down, she goes to Kilani’s saddle bags and pulls out her set of poi, and moves to a bit of the clearing away from Felix, because they still aren’t exactly on the best of terms from the whole insulting him thing, and starts practising. Hits herself a few times, but mostly does ok

She keeps track of the time, and when their shift is over she looks over at Felix, trying to build herself up to face the cold hostility she’s sure she’s about to get from him, but finds him staring at her, looking considering and calculating, and what? Tentatively calls his name, and he blinks a few times, then tch’s, looking away from her. Says her footwork was interesting was all, he was studying it to see if any of it could be applied to his swordsmanship.

She stares at him, because huh. Didn’t expect him to admit that. But her silence seems to bother him, and he shifts, crossing his arms, then huffs loudly.

Asks if she’d be willing to teach him how to do all that, and she’s a little surprised. Because she hadn’t been entirely sure they were back on good terms… They hadn’t interacted much since the whole blow up at him thing?

He tch’s again, and says she had a point, he was wrong, he’s been trying to be better about it. And… he wants to learn how to do what she did. Not just with these balls on strings. But with the moving around in fights. The dodging out of the way, and all the footwork. And he saw her dancing in town, and the moves she used looked... He thinks it’d be useful for his fighting. Please.

It’s the please that gets her. Because wow. Progress!!!

Shez:

So Nico and Shez are pretty close before the game even starts, so it’s difficult to work out what would even count as supports for them. But I really do love this scene so I’mma share it =3

Context is Byleth and Shez started the Ashen Wolves DLC while Nico was away running messages for Judith, only Judith told her to take a few hours off while she wrote supplies so Nico made a giant pool at the Troupes camp and was teaching the kids to swim when she felt Byleth turn back time (long story). So she warped to Byleth while still in her under things, and joined in the fight in that outdoor map below the cathedral bridge, but because of the excess amount of Sothis magic down there her magical senses are dulled, and she kinda hasn’t noticed anyone else who takes part in the DLC are kinda hanging back to stay out of the way of her attacks… - 

A sharp slice across her collarbone as she didn’t step back either quick or far enough, and she hissed in pain, then growled as she felt her top which just got cut through slide down to leave one side of her chest exposed, and then hung loose and distracting off her other shoulder as the knot got stuck in the rings at the back 

“Nico? What’s wro–” Shez’s question dissolved into splutters, and then a grunt of pain, and she glanced over to where she was pretty sure he was to see him sprawled on the floor, cheeks a bright red, and a construct standing over him with an axe.

Sighing, she reached out and waved a hand, shooting ice up from either side of Shez to impale the enemy.

“Oh I’m sorry Shez, don’t tell me you got distracted by my non-existent tits?” she asked sweetly sharp, keeping half an eye on him as he scrambled to his feet

“For the love of–gnnngh! I said it one time, and that was months ago! How are you still not over that yet?”

“You’re right, you did only say I’m flatter than a wash board with grapes nailed to it one time, yeah. But there was another time when you said the only shape I have is because of an excessive amount of ruffles! And maybe I’ll start getting over it when you apologise??”

“What? I already did!”

“Bollocks did you!”

“I did! You were yelling at me in the healers tent and started to cry and stopped as soon as I said I was sorry!”

“When I was in…” She stopped after kicking one of the things in the stomach then spinning round to get the momentum to behead it cleanly. She uses this quick lull in the fight to yank at her top, pulling the knot through the rings so it was free and she could drop it to the floor, where it wouldn't distract her by flapping and shifting and tickling her back

“Shez. Darling. Love. Sweetheart–”

“Uh oh”

“–Light of my life. Did you perhaps apologise to me during the three days I lost because I had a mother fucking concussion from being thrown head first into a tree saving your sorry ass from the giant wolves you pissed off?!”

“. . . well when you put it that way–”

“As soon as we’re done murdering these bitches I’m smacking you upside the head you flaming sack of putrid festering duck shit!”

Claude:

Shahid attacked the Locket while the Goddess’ Rite of Rebirth was going on (because he’d heard someone tried to murder some of the Alliances heirs last month, so the Alliance must be weak right now), so the Deer have to ditch protecting the Sword in order to beat up Shahid. Nico provides some psychological horror to the Almyran’s before warping them all back to the capital, and then has a quick conversation with Nader before sending him back to explain that they’re all going home in one piece this time because of her debt to queen Tia—--

Nico blue screens as she puts together that Tiana is the same name as Oswald’s daughter/Claude mum and the Fodlani born Almyran queen and huh

The next day, when Nico wakes up from her magical overexertion nap and Claude catches her in the eyrie -

“So, about what happened with Nader yesterday. I guess that means you kno–”

She spun around and practically lept towards him, slapping her hand over his mouth as she grabbed his shoulder and pushed him backwards until he hit the wall out of sight of the doorway. She squeezed tighter when his hands seem to instinctively go to her wrist and try to pull her off him, and she had to look away from his eyes and focus on a spot just past his ear when she saw how alarmed, confused, and wary betrayed he was, because it made something in her chest ache something fierce to see how he still didn’t trust her, despite everything. But she pushed that aside for the moment, because he needed to hear this! 

“Look. There is a very fine line between me strongly suspecting something because of facts I’ve pieced together, and me knowing something because someone else has confirmed it. Right now, I can honestly say if anyone asks that I don’t know who or where your parents are. So I need you to be very careful about what you say to me from now on so you don’t tip me suspecting over into me knowing. Understand?”

A light seemed to flicker on behind his eyes, which were darting all over her face as she slowly lifted her hand off his mouth and let go of him, and then he slowly nodded, something like a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips

“Yeah, I understand. I… yeah.”

She nodded at him, then turned to go back to making sure she’d packed all of Kilani’s things properly, but he grabbed her shirt sleeve, gently tugging, and she looked back at him in surprise, because huh?

“Thanks, Nico. For not saying anything yesterday.”

She gave him a look, brows raised and lips quirked, and shook her head with a sigh

“Don’t be dumb, Claude. You don’t need to thank me for something like that. You should know by now I’ll have your back when I can, alright? No matter if that’s from swords, axes, arrows, or info”

~~

And then a few days/a week later, when Judith comes and gets Claude and takes him back to Deidriu to sit in on the Roundtable, Judith brings Nico along too so she can then fly Claude back (so Judith doesn’t have to make the trip there and back again)

And Nico realises that every time she’s spoken Almyran in front of Claude, he’s understood it. And she starts trying to remember all the things she’s said in front of him, and remembers the whole “We could always bribe these three with the literal Prince’s ransom I’ve been offered to track down the youngest prince if you want me to go take that job?” conversation from after Remire

So she goes to find him, and they have a little conversation where she asks him if that was why he didn’t like her at the start of the year, and he’s annoying and reminds her he’s not meant to do or say anything to confirm either way anything she suspects, and she’s very grrrrr at him because he has a point but also she can tell he’s being a wind up, till he laughs and says yeah,  he understood what she said, and while he knew she worked for Judith and she’d said she worked for Gramps, he didn’t know how far her loyalty would last when she was worried about keeping Byleth and her chest rock away from the monastery

And oooooooh, fuck. She’d forgotten she’d talked about that. Yeah, no, not acknowledging that he just said that, moving on

~~

There’s then what would probably be a B support that happens at the White Heron Ball, but I need to rewrite that because I wrote it ages ago and I don’t know if it’ll fit in with various changed I’ve made to the rest now, but tl:dr is Claude asks Nico what she plans to do after they graduate, Nico says not sure, depends what Byleth and Shez do, but probably go back to working for Lady Daphnel at least part of the time, and Claude asks if she’d want to come work for him maybe?

And She kinda does… but she’s got this whole thing about not flirting with people who pay her, and she was really looking forward to trying to flirt with him a little after she wasn’t being paid to kinda look after/keep an eye on him or do whatever he asks her to?

Que conversation where they talk around how they both feel about that, with a few hypotheticals thrown around by both of them ;3

Sylvain:

So what would be their C support (where Sylvain takes her on a date and she doesn’t realise it’s a date because he reminds her so much of one of her troupe cousins and has unconsciously fallen into the sort of banter she has with that cousin) is a giant mess of half formed ideas and half written conversations which I can’t share

But their B- support happens after the Gronder fight, because Nico did something stupid to save some people from the troupe as the students made their way back towards the monastery and completely drained herself of magic and gets stuck in bed (she shares a room with Byleth because reasons) and is bored - 

Nico is stuck in bed for 3 days after they get back. She is bored stupid, but light and sounds are still hurting, and she can only just get herself up and to the toilet without help, so classes are out of the question. But she's finding Manuela was right, and stuffing her face with as many cakes and sweets and sugar as possible is helping immensely, and she's getting plenty of them whenever people visit her

She's laying in bed trying to focus on a book Ashe and Ingrid recommended to her when someone knocks on the door, then opens it without waiting for a reply. It's Sylvain carrying a tray loaded with a tea set and covered plates. He puts it down on the side table Byleth found for exactly that, since she can't even handle going to the dining hall to eat, while Nico slowly gets herself sat up

"You could have waited for me to say come in," she scolds playfully, trying not to laugh at his pout and puppy eyes. "What if I was getting changed or something?"

His pout turns into a crooked grin, and his eyebrows dance a few times.

"Then I would have enjoyed the free show," he smarms, and laughs as he dodges the small cushion she throws at him. "Careful. You'll knock over the tea"

"Uh huh. So. Not that I'm complaining, but who are you using me as an excuse to hide from?"

"What?" he draws out, playing at being offended, the doofus. "Can't I visit my dear bed bound friend without having some sort of ulterior motive?"

"I don't know. Can you?"

He manages to hold his fake offended expression for a few seconds against her flatly amused one, before he laughs, shaking his head as he settles on the edge of the bed

"Ingrid was trying to get me to train with her, but I really was planning on coming to see you anyway. Wondered if you wanted to practice chess, but you don't look entirely with it"

- Sylvain ends up sitting/laying next to her in the bed and letting her lean against him as he reads to her since she's having trouble focusing but the book has occasional pictures she likes to look at, and somehow he's way more comfy than Byleth to lay on??? She thinks it's the boobs, she tells Sylvain solemnly, and it sets him off laughing so hard he has to lay back with his arm over his face for a minute or two. He keeps having to nudge her to remind her to eat because she's sort of dozing off, and refilling her tea and making her drink

- Byleth comes in the room, looking like she’s been in the training hall, and her brow goes up when she sees them, making them both laugh. Byleth starts moving around the room putting her things away, and Nico scoots over towards the wall, tugging Sylvain, and tells By to join them, Sylvain's doing storytime. Sylvain tries to protest, because this seems kinda weird, but Nico pouts at him and asks "Why, don't you want to share a bed with two beautiful ladies?"

"Yeah Sylvain," Byleth agrees in an even more deadpan than usual voice while her eyes sparkle with mischief, walking back to the bed and leaning down next to them, one hand resting on the headboard. "I thought you'd jump at the chance to get us both in bed?"

"Do I need to come back later?" Shez's flat voice drifts in from the doorway, surprising all of them, and Nico is the first to burst out laughing only to immediately wince and stop and clutch her head, burying her face again Sylvain with a groan

Byleth keeps laughing lightly as she grabs Shez before he can leave, dragging him and the fresh tray of tea and cakes into the room. Nico groans again when she sees it, turning her face back into Sylvain's shoulder

"I hate to admit it, but I'm getting kinda tired of cakes. I think I maybe even want a vegetable"

Shez gasps, and she opens an eye to glare at the overly shocked face he's making

"Who are you and where's the real Nico?"

- Shez ends up joining them and sitting at the foot of the bed and all three of them bully Sylvain into continuing story time

[a-champion-of-stars]

(Cw for a brief bit of violence)

[Lumiose City]

With the beginning of a sigh Hilda leaned back against the building. Two was still inside waiting for the stone to be properly fixed, and she had gotten oddly restless, taking it upon herself to step outside to get some fresh air for a moment.

The city was loud, quite loud compared to places she preferred to be, but somehow it wasn’t all that bad to be around.

The sounds of cars speeding down the road and people walking past all blended together into a cacophony of noise that fell into the back of her mind.

Somehow this was nearly calming, and she was just about to tune out the world entirely when something inside her jumped. It was like an instinct, warning her something was nearby. But what could it-

“Am I mistaking you for someone or-?”

It barely took a second for everything to click, and Hilda didn’t even stop to think as she realized who was speaking right behind her, swinging around and within a moment her fist had connected with the jaw of the man standing behind her.

She shook her hand out after, a buzzing pain ringing through it from the force of the punch she had just inflicted. The man had stumbled backwards, clearly in shock from both the hit and the force behind it.

“…should I take that as it is you?”

She didn’t respond to him, instead stretching her somewhat aching hand for a bit more.

“Hilda, right?”

Finally looking right at him, she lifted her left hand to respond.

“N.” She held the word as she stared right at him. The amount of things she was feeling at the moment was messy, and she wasn’t even sure how to describe it all, yet she couldn’t help but say something else before he had a chance to even respond.

“Sorry.” Hilda signed, slowly enough for him to catch it, but quick enough to drop her hand back to her side before he spoke.

“Well I can’t exactly say it was entirely unexpected.” N sighed, one hand still clutching the side of his jaw. “You never particularly liked me, and I can’t imagine that changed much considering…” His words trailed off, as though he didn’t quite want to fully bring up the past.

“Anyway…” The sentence faded out as quickly as it had started, and an awkward silence settled between the two for more than just a moment.

“What did you want to say to me?” Hilda asked slowly, seeming unsure of each word as she went, her gaze showing a genuine curiosity as she stared at N.

“What?”

“You approached me, clearly ready to speak before-”

“Before you punched me?”

“Yeah, before I punched you. What did you want to say?”

Another silence settled over the two of them, although this one a bit more brief.

“I’m not entirely sure.” He admitted in a somewhat diffident tone. “It’s just…I guess after everything it would've been weirder if I hadn’t said anything? It’s not exactly like I ever expected to run into you again or anything but still…”

“Do you want to talk?” She asked, mentally running through the nearest the routes the city led out to. If they were to have a conversation the middle of this busy city was possibly the worst place to get into things, for a multitude of reasons.

“Route 14 would be the best place to head if you do, a lot less people and there’s some forested areas for any needed cover, they wouldn’t mind talking to you either.” Hilda couldn’t help but be shocked by her own willingness to have a conversation with this man. She had spent so long harboring nothing but contempt for him, and yet here she was, more open to him than she’d ever thought possible.

“Really?” N sounded about as surprised as she felt about the whole thing. She just nodded in response.

“Since you’ve offered I see no reason not to, there’s plenty to discuss if you’re open to it.”

“One moment and we can get to it then.” She replied, taking her phone out of her pocket the moment she finished signing to send a quick text. While she wasn’t planning on going too far outside the city, leaving Two in the dark on where she was was not an incident she wanted to repeat.

When her phone was back in her pocket she began walking towards the nearest gateway, N following her out.

There was a lot to be said.