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viir-tanadhal · 7 months

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What we know so far about PSB15 (aka the next album):

Burning the Heather was originally going to be saved and used as the guiding framework for the next album but was released instead on Hotspot

Produced by James Ford, who notably recently produced Jessie Ware's two albums, Depeche Mode's Memento Mori, and Blur's The Ballad of Darren. Neil also has been an outspoken fan of his group The Last Shadow Puppets

Two albums worth of songs were written over quarantine, including a song about Rudolf Nureyev, and a song about the pandemic titled "Living in a lonely time". Additionally, there are several songs written from the Super era that have not yet been released

Neil bought a keyboard and learned how to use GarageBand to write songs himself

Neil stated in Classic Pop that the next album would be "...very tuneful, less super-electronic sounding. Strings will be returning. It's more autobiographical, looking back."

They started work on the album in March 14, 2023 and posted a photo likely of James Ford's studio. The photo showcases a xylophone, bell pepper shaker, multiple keyboards and synthesizers, reel-to-reel tape machines, a guitar, a hammered dulcimer, and others

In April 2023, strings and brass were recorded at The Church Recording studio in London

Recording for the album likely ended before they went back on tour at the end of May 2023

Neil supposedly told a fan that the album would be out in Spring, possibly April 2024

Things that might influence the album:

Over quarantine, Neil watched a lot of 1940s film noir

Their BBC Radio Takeover in 2021 and song selections - Chris usually is the one who decides on their albums' directions, so his choices might hint at that

Lost EP saw the release of four songs from the Super era that had previously been unreleased. Given they were released as an EP and not saved for the next album might hint that they wouldn't have fit the musical or thematic style of the next album (too electronic?)

During quarantine, Neil started a project of digitizing his diaries, which might explain why the next album might be more autobiographical

#that's all i've got folks #pet shop boys #psb #james ford has mentioned working w/ them but he didn't share too much info #that can't not be deduced from the photos they've shared #i would agree spring 2024 sounds about right but as for specifically april idk unless they want it to coincide with annually #if so then april would be right #but i'm hoping it's sooner than april ough #me chanting in the back release/behaviour/hotspot album! release/behaviour/hotspot album!

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crunchchute · 22 days

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#crunchchute art #my art #sam and max #i could work on this one forever but i had to stop myself cause it looks done already. but i keep seeing details that i could still change #that Nobody would notice lol. its good #made a draft of the bg first then a sketch of them and i couldnt get myself to line it properly so i just painted right on top of everythin #thats when i just cant stop ever #i really wanted to draw them on their roof chairs #inspired by the current april weather

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actualbird · 1 month

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this tweet i saw just pronounced the entire nxx investigation team as un-marry-able

#i would argue that artem counts as an eldest daughter too in Spirit. but it's women's month so artem loses the right until april #tears of themis #tears of themis memes #luke pearce #artem wing #vyn richter #marius von hagen #tot rosa #tot luke #tot artem #tot vyn #tot marius

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fantasykiri5 · 1 month

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Sorry but I’m just not going to pay attention to some of the bad kids’ canon heights. Some of them are listed as too damn tall (and Gorgug has 100 percent grown since freshman year) so have 80 million headcanons

Like you’re telling me Riz is supposed to be 4’4”?? That’s a tall ass goblin! That’s too big to be reasonably carted around on the others’ shoulders, no no, I’m making the executive decision to draw him as 3’9” - 3’11” from now on and you can’t stop me. I’d give him another inch or two by college and that’s it.

Kristen being 5’11”? NAH She’s 5’6”. BIG 5’6” energy right there.

Adaine and Fig didn’t have their heights listed on the wiki but I’m thinking Adaine is 5’10” and Fig is 5’4”. Or Fig is also 5’10” ish and takes after Gorthalax idk but I’m leaning towards short Fig.

Fabian can actually stay same as canon at 6’1”. Maybe grow an inch or two since freshman year but honestly his still works. He’s a year older than the others, prolly grew a little earlier and plateaued early-mid sophomore year, half-elf youth look and all that. I think he lied in introductions freshman year and was about 5’11” - 6’0” and grew over the year before the others could notice the discrepancy.

And Gorgug. Gorgug. You’re telling me he reached 6’4” in freshman year and didn’t keep growing?? Mother fucker he has to have hit at LEAST one growth spurt since, puberty does not hit that early in boys that he was done growing at 14/15. I’m thinking 6’8” or so by Junior Year so far, maybe another couple inches before graduating, maybe not.

#kiri rambles #fhjy #I’m trying to keep track of their birthdays too #Fabian’s is in prolly mid/late august I would guess? end of summer #he got held back a year because he was out adventureing but his birthdays also like a month or two before most deadlines so he’s-#-technically behind two years #most folks turn 18 DURING senior year and the cutoff is usually end of September? I think?#Riz and Gorgug are both October I think they said- or late September- so right around the cutoff #but I’m gonna say early October for ease of ‘they were technically born after the cutoff but are some of the older students in their grade’#not sure if we have canon birthdays for the girls yet but my guesses are:#Adaine gives me January/early February vibes #Kristen makes me think march or April- maybe early may #and i feel like June or July for Fig #so she’s the youngest and would turn 17 a little after they let out for summer before senior year #d20 #d20 fantasy high #d20 fhjy #gorgug thistlespring #riz gukgak #adaine abernant #kristen applebees #fabian aramais seacaster #fabian seacaster #fig faeth #figeroth faeth

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pyrepostings · 2 months

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imagining a defiant interrogation whumpee who gets sick of saying "I'm not telling you" so they start going into what sounds initially to be them finally telling whumper what they want to know, but ends up being whumpee wasting time by just quoting a song.

#pyreprompts #whump prompt #I have a scene or two for Kevin specifically #'Why have I taken up arms against you you ask? Well #I was walking down by island bridge #Just rambling about- going as I please #That day was warm and there was such a gentle breeze #It was the month of April I believe #I strolled up by the monument then laid down in the grass #Then I heard a soldiers voice behind me. It said #Meet me at the pillar son meet me there at noon. I need you brave young Irishmen there's something we must do...#He said his name was Padraig Pearce and he just kept on calling me'#Meet me at the pillar is such a good song even if extremely call to action #But that's just been my vibe so youknow #Doesn't even have to be an interrogation really #'So what's with the red hair and green eyes combo? Isn't that a little on the nose for a fenian?'#'Well first off- it has been incredibly difficult to hide while trying to cross boarders you're right #Secondly that's just kinda what happens when you have a county cork mother and an ulsterman father.#It's just a horrid color problem I've been left with- this orange and green.'#I imagine Kevin specifically would take it as a challenge to 1. See how obscure a rebel song he can pull up and #2. See how long it takes for the other guy to notice not a word he is saying is actually true or relevant #The exact scenes I'm imaging are in a au idk if I'll ever actually post publicly #But I might write them as him messing around with Zander #I still need to post something with Zander maybe this will be it

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astrologanize · 1 month

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✶ april 2024 horoscope ✶

well, there is a total solar eclipse happening early in the month and throughout the month there will be multiple planets joining up with chiron and the north node. this month there will be a theme of reliability, accountability, and dependability.

it's aries season so there will be a focus on the self but in a practical sense, in the sense where you consider your ability to be self-reliant and your ability to take accountability for yourself. it seems that many people will be examining the connections in their life - especially friendships - and they will be questioning how supportive they have been towards others and how supportive others have been towards them. there will be reflection on situations with the realization of 'damn, i could have handled that better' happening this month.

the general advice is to not rely heavily on others or pass blame, take matters into your own hands and choose to do the right thing. and for those of you who are in bad situations or around people who do you no good, try to remember that you deserve better and that you can create better for yourself.

#2024 #april 2024 #horoscope #i may post the sign horoscopes if i remember #kept getting an error on this post of it being too long so i figured a general april horoscope would probably be best for right now anyway

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turrondeluxe · 1 year

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I love how you draw April, she still looks like an older woman, but she seems more… refreshed. (is she like in her late 50 in the last ronin? I suppose this makes her in her early 60 in your au?) Guess the stress of Hiroto's existence is slowly withdrawing from her not-so-old bones :)

thank you!!! she is indeed called grammy april after all!

#aprils age is yet to be canonically stated in the ronin comics (from what i know lol)#(also the directors cut of the first issue of lost years is releasing today so that might change!)#but kinda yes! i had to take the calculator out for this one lmao but yeah in the au april is around nearing the end of her twenties the #day raph dies #so she would be around near the end of her fourties around the time casey marie is 16 #and by the time the babies are nearing 20; april would be in her 60s!#i really gotta stop writing all of this info in tags AJJD BUT IT JUST DOESNT FEEL RIGHT #ask #peepaw and babies au

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liquidjapanesetit · 4 months

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I will forever mourn how we couldnt have an episode around draxum and donnie because i know it would be the most embarrasing battle of wits in the world because one of the participants is a 1 million year old failure of a man and the other is the world's most annoying 14 year old both of them are arch nemesis and none of them have anything better to do

#tmnt #rottmnt #donatello #i left this in someone tags but i decide to make a post because im right #like it would be edward elric and roy mustang level of cringe #i wish i could make an episode like that #i think i would make the purple dragons find a mystic artefact #and then donnie would call draxum for help #and the whole episode would be petty rivalry and magical shenanigans #oh and april would be there too #she would see donnie trying so hard to act like hes better then draxum and she would be like #'wow hes so stupid good thing you are an adult and wont fall for this right?'#amd draxum is planning sephiroth like mologues about how hes going to crush donatello #good morning guys

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pallanophblargh · 11 months

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I have so many things I need to catch up on and respond to (I have severely neglected my email which is NOT good) so I apologize. I will get around to it this week I hope!

Old followers will know that this is the norm for me this time of year as I once again rally the strength to try and make the most of my severely neglected little urban hellscape of a yard. I mean, how do you recover from the knowledge that ALL of the native milkweed species you planted over the last 4 years has died, never to return? (I can’t stop being sad about this you have no clue, I had 5+ species native to the state!) All that remains is the common milkweed volunteers that have come up wherever they feel like it, and I’m obligated to let them do as they wish. Feels bad, man. I would have killed to see that purple milkweed flower.

Have spent the last 2+ weeks getting my veggie garden and containers up and running (still need to sow beans and more kale) and I’ve got more natives/ornamentals to go into my nearly cleared side yard. I’m really really REALLY hoping my new virginia bluebells don’t die with this heat/likely drought, but I’m pretty confident everyone else will come through okay. I mean, if the cardinal flower can come back for the 3rd year like a champ, what’s their excuse? (Dear self: be thankful, the cardinal flower likes you and you know it shouldn’t and that’s rad. Also the prairie smoke plant is starting to spread and that’s really cool. So is the hepatica. And your ferns are getting big and beautiful! So remember what’s working out, ok?)

I just want my little plot to be the hopping hot spot for all the local wildlife. It’s nice to see so many critters anywhere I look but I know I can do better and that requires A LOT of work. I’ll never be anything akin to a master gardener, but I like to think I’m learning a lot every day and working WITH nature instead of against it. Battling invasives is one hell of task. (Rot in hell, creeping bellflower!)

Now if only it would rain, and I can find a way to get a rain barrel setup! (No gutters in my back yard to access for rain is a major L...)

#April rambles #gardening season!!!!#urban gardening #native gardening #attempting a kinda sorta woodland planting on the shaded half of the side yard #got my lady ferns and my maidenhair ferns ready #doing my best to keep my native plants as the majority for the yard but I do splurge on some ornamentals #who can resist peonies am i right?#can't wait for the lupines to take off I need to start expanding the native ones!#when in doubt there are always asters #my columbine got defoliated by sawflies and I'm SAD #it's still alive though but I'm babying it #having a WEED fail to return for you is a major blow to the would-be ego #i hope to fuck my new liatris comes in strong because YES!!!!!#so many tall plants that fall over it's pure chaos #looking at you 5+ feet tall joe pye weed and 6+ foot tall goldenrod #absolute beasts!

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septembersung · 26 days

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How many roads must a man walk down?

From “Ithaka” by CP Cavafy, trans. Keeley and Sherrard. Find it in: Songs for the Open Road, p.3 (Dover, 1999).

#if Bob Dylan is stuck in my head for the rest of the day I know who to blame #poetry #April is national poetry month #ask game: send me a question and I will answer with a line of poetry #alternate answer: obvs it’s 42 #it was SO hard to choose for this one #I almost gave you John Masefield #but as my son would say - I’m stuck in Homer right now #my life

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cherry-pop-elf · 26 days

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Happy Birthday To We

George Weasley x Reader

It’s April 1st. The busiest day of the year, and most traumatic. You figured to steal your husband away, and have a nice little picnic. You, your son, George, and of course…. Fred

Warnings: Grief, Mourning, Talks of self harm, suicidal ideology, hurt comfort, wizarding war angst, lots of angst, dead Fred, Umbridge, hopeful ending ((because reading a story that starts sad and ends sad can be frustration. Spoliery? Kinda, but hey. Heavy topic story with an actual pay off? You deserve it))

“You gotta eat, young man-!” You tsked, but smiled. You knew he went heavy with work. Especially today of all days. April 1st. Not only the busiest day of the year, but also the day of his birthday. A birthday he was no longer able to share. So, he would try and drown himself in work. Make his mind so numb, he can’t feel anything.

“I will I will, after I-“ He tried to excuse, but you waved your wand. Having the box he was carrying quickly be sent into the shelf. He held his hands in mock defeat, as you smiled in victory. You won this round.

“Good boy! I made us a picnic basket and everything! Junior would love some fresh air with you too.” You smiled, as he couldn’t say no to that. A picnic, with his family? How could he resist? Fresh air, fresh food, and his little baby boy? You staked his heart, and he was at your mercy.

“Alright alright. Let me transfer my notes, and schedule, to Lee-“ That had you giddy. Hell yeah, you won this round. That had you proud, as you watched him go and find that good friend of his.

Meanwhile, you were quick to run to the back of the shop. Up the stairs, and into the flats above. Specifically the one where Fleur was, given Bill worked at Gringotts again. Ever since Fred passed, Bill figured being closer to family was wise. Fleur was already packing their bags, the moment he suggested the idea. A Weasley indeed.

“Thanks for baby sitting, the place gets so swamped-“ You wheezes, before you picked up your little boy from the Veela. Those beautiful ginger curls danced in his face, as he reached out for you. Little chubby fingers eager to touch your face. You happily allowed, as Fleur made sure to remind you he should eat soon.

With him safe in his sling, the picnic basket grabbed, you would wait outside of the shop. That way Junior wouldn’t get overstimulated. Was just you, and him. You playing with him, as he babbled away. Your eyes, and his hair. He was just perfect. You loved him so much, and so did George.

George was just enjoying the view. Watching you play with his son. How little Freddy was eager for your attention, and you happily gave it to him. With kisses, and tickles to his tummy. Made him gurgle and squeal so happily. Seeing all that just helped heal him. Like all that pain from the war was worth it. It wasn’t for nothing. Nothing at all.

“My family.” He sighed, as he would be by your side. The way Freddy’s eyes lit up made you want to cry. He was so happy to see his daddy. Out of his work suit, his dress shirt, and tie. Actually enjoying the fresh air on his skin. So many scars, so much ink. So much to his skin, it’s hard to tell the self inflected apart from the war torn. You knew, but you were happy to see them healed over. Finally.

Without another worrying thought, he aparated you three off. There again, to a oh so familiar place. Familiar, and painful, place. One memorized to its core, for George. Even the very ground was indented from his endless visits. The wind seemed to be aware of his presence, and blew. Cooling down the anxiety in his soul.

Across the worn down paths, with the scent of freshly laid flowers next to them. Little Freddy, ever curious, would cooe at all the pretty flowers. Laid for those who have long passed on. You wondered if this was healthy for Freddy. To be exposed to such things so young, but maybe understanding such could be helpful. You would worry about it later, now was the time to see him. See Fred.

His grave was well taken care of. George visits at least once a week, and it was quick to be realized that by the masses. That meant that not only were offerings left for Fred, but George as well. Such as something George had come to love the most.

The grave was that of the familiar W, with its star, and said star would have a little purple and orange beaded bracelet on it. A friendship bracelet, that Luna made. That way the twins could still be twinning, even beyond the grave. Never was there a day you ever saw George without his, and no storm seemed to be able to blow it off the stone. You were surprised no cruel soul tried to steal it, but then again who would want to steal from a prankster who was friends with Peeves?

“Oh, someone seems to need some tummy time.” You giggled, as Freddy was fighting to get free. George was quick to lay the blanket over the grave of Fred, and you were careful in setting Junior down. He was much happier, as he rolled around. Giggling, as he looked up at the cloudy blue sky. Fascinated by the clouds.

While George set up the picnic, and you made sure Freddy didn’t roll into someone’s grave, you have a sight. Reading over the engraving, after moving the endless presents and flowers aside.

Here lies Fredrick Fabian Weasley. Brother, Twin, Son, Friend, Inventor, Prankster, Hero. Your sacrifice promised happiness to endless. Rest In Peace. Mischief.

When the day comes, Mischief will be managed. One day. Maybe times, you thought that day was soon. As soon as Voldemort died even. Not even a chance to get off Hogwarts grounds, did George’s attempts at his life started. You hated how creative he was with it. You couldn’t understand how each one failed. Deep down, you could only imagine it was Fred. Fred, even beyond the grave, found a way to protect George. No ghost needed.

“And I thought I would be the once to space out-“ He snorted, alerting your attention. How embarrassing, but at least you had George there. Funny how he was the one to keep you grounded, right now. Suppose little Junior helps him as well. How his chubby little fingers poked at the stone.

“Ed-!” Junior spoke. “That’s right. Fred. You are named after him.” George encouraged. They say having a kid doesn’t fix all your problems. They are right, but George Weasley was never one for conventional norms. Sure solved alot of his. How he wasn’t bursting into tears was a mystery. Today was such a hard day, yet….Here he was.

“Come here, ya little bugga. You gotta eat, yeah? Ya like grapes don’t ya? Just like yer uncle Fred.” As George said that, you could see the pain in his eyes. He was happy, but it was bitter sweet. One Fred for another. The wound will never truly heal, but to say you weren’t proud of how far he came? A total lie.

You would soon rest your head on George’s, and watched him feed your son. Eyes glancing to the many scars on his inner arms. Burns, self harm, battles, and of course the many faded words of Umbridge. You could hardly see the words, but knew them well. How they were forced to write different words, so that they could never be identical again.

No, you had to fight those memories. If you were thinking them, Merlin knows what George was thinking. You fought your tears, so that he knew he wasn’t alone. Seemed to be what he needed, as he leaned his head on yours. Bandaged fingers gentle in cleaning your little boys face.

“I miss him, so much. It hurts, but I guess it doesn’t hurt so much anymore. Does that make me a bad person?” That caught you off guard, as George would play with Junior. Tickling his nose, and making him squeal. As if on auto pilot. Make everyone else happy, not yourself.

You had to sit on that, for a moment, as you looked at the grave. How well taken care of it was. George made sure it stayed such, and you would safely assume others did as well. Seeing that made it clear. So, you kissed his cheek.

“No, you aren’t. If anything, it makes you a better person. We all heal differently, sweetie. What better way to honor Fred, then allowing yourself some joy. Maybe…..Maybe you’ll cast a patrnous again.” Hearing that made George wonder.

With a wand drawn, he looked it over. To his wand, you, Junior, and Fred’s grave. A thought crossed his mind, and breathed. As gentle as the wind in the air, he whispered the incantation.

It was weak, but something was there. A whisper of hope, as the light swirled around Freddy’s fingers. Utter enchainment was in those big eyes, as George’s eyes watered. Spilling down his cheeks, as he smiled. It hurt to remember those happy memories with Fred, but at the same time it felt so good.

You held George tightly, beyond words of proud, as he kissed his cheek again. He was healing, and he was living. Living, not just surviving. Oh you had to rub your eyes to fight the tears. You were so happy.

When your eyes cleared, you blinked. With George busy with Junior, you noticed something. A beautiful bird, standing on the star of the stone. Such beautiful purple hue to its black feathers. Looked so curious, as its beak poked the bracelet. When that moment passed, it looked at you both. Watching, before it flew off. Leaving behind a single feather in its wake.

“A magpie feather. Say, we could turn this into something for Freddy. Like a training quill, since it’s so small.” With your tears falling down your cheeks, you nodded at what George said. What a lovely gift for Freddy. What a wonderful Birthday present…..for Fred.

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randomnameless · 26 days

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Something stupid for the 1st april :

After reading some classical piece of litterature, Seteth catches Flayn asking Rhea what "breasting boobily" means.

He is sure this is a prank they came up to make him lose his temper, but he will not fall this time, he caught the prank.

Rhea doesn't know herself what "breasting boobily" means, but she remembers having read this sentence once, maybe it's a new way of walking down the stairs humans invented? She would have a better chance asking Professor Manuela.

Not wanting to appear out of the loop and actually wishing to keep up with modern slang - because even she doesn't know what this thing means - Manu nervously laughs, and tells Flayn this is a slang someone more familiar with Enbarr than she is, since she has been working here for the last few years, might help her with.

She can ask Doro!

Not deterred in the least (finally a chance to catch up with how modern young people talk!), Flayn rushes to Doro, who was attending Supreme Leader's opening speech for the Adrestian Empire's Founding Day.

Just when she was finishing the part of Adrestia's glorious history and Emperor Wilhelm's War of Heroes that ended on the unification of the Continent - Flayn bursted out and asked very excitedly "Dorothea, since you are more attuned to Modern Adrestian language and Enbarr's customs, what "breasting boobily" means?".

Dorothea wanted to explain how this most likely refered to a way of walking that emphasies the chest area used to seduce people, but Supreme Leader glared at them so hard that she wondered if they did anything wrong, it's not like Eddie was actually expecting them to listen to her speech, right?

Cue Caspar trying to "walk boobily or something" but finding the ordeal very tedious, how are people supposed to walk like that? How can they even hold an axe like that?

"It's not fit for battle, it's used for seduction!"

"Why would you seduce people on a battlefield?"

Linhardt was the only one with enough common sense to tell them to stop ignoring their class leader, because she seems really infuriated that they interrupted her speech on Adrestia was Great or something, for the Foundation Day.

"Oh, if you want, Rhea is both- I mean, the Archbishop is hosting a festival in the mess hall for the Foundation Day, telling everyone who wants to listen how Emperor Wilhelm is the only Great Emperor in Adrestia's History, and she is handing out sweets and drinks to people who want to participate or just hang out while some children from the Monastery are playing around."

Lured by baked cookies and refreshments, the Black Eagles ditch their classroom, to Hubert's disarray.

Munching on a bunch of sweets - Hubert assured her were not made by the Archbishop herself - Supreme Leader rants about how those beasts obviously planned to humiliate her in front of her friends, and manipulate once again unaware fools with sugar, as they teach them a fake history to control the world, and they will just have to wait 10 months, she will become Emperor and put her stupid ancestor's legacy to shame by becoming The Greatest Emperor of Adrestia.

"Of course, my lady."

"What does Breasting Boobily even mean Hubert? Search for an answer, and fast! I refuse to let those things know more about humanity than I do!"

#fodlan nonsense #we all know Hubert ultimately asked Cleo what the fuck that meant #he couldn't definitely give Supreme Leader the answer Cleo gave him #'horny people who never saw women were writing about women with their peepees'#they're talking about Adrestian litterature here ! It can't just be full of people thinking with their dicks right?#Poor Hubert #Adrestian Foundation Day falls on April Fool's day #i know it's a coincidence but lol #To Flayn of course Rhea would talk about Willy and remember how Great he was #but if she had to talk to other people? As the Archbishop she has to be there for the festivites for Adrestia's birth #but since she doesn't know how to people she thinks the best way to talk about this day to people who just tell her hello is #to bomb them with facts about Willy and how Great he was #She can't say Adrestia is great else the Faerghans or Leicesterans who participate will be miffed #so she falls on Willy and Seiros's whacky adventures and days together #at this point everyone in the Monastery who talked to her that day believe she's a fan of Great Emperor Wilhelm #to Seteth's disarray #Why can't she talk to people about Saint Cichol when it's his birthday??#FE16 #Fodlan AU

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