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slimecicle on his william wisp era
in light of slimecicle trending on twtter
#who fucking taught him how to slay#like sir please leave some for the rest of us#gay highschool must have really been an experience#maybe i should enroll#slimecicle#charlie slimecicle#my art#maroonrambles
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Vaggie: "Okay ha ha, very funny. Who stole me and Charlie's laundry out of the dryer again- Angel Dust!"
Angel Dust: "Wasn' me."
Vaggie: "Are you wearing my fucking skirt!?"
Angel Dust: "Ooooh~ it's a FUCKIN' skirt, huh? This one kept special for when Charlie jumps ya?"
Vaggie: "Que te la pique un pollo- NO."
Angel Dust: "Aw c'mon toots, we all know you have one~"
Vaggie: "Give me back. My skirt. You. Ass."
Angel Dust: "Speakin' of... is it really still YOUR skirt, Vagina, if MY ass is the one lookin' so utterly fine and fabulous in it?"
Vaggie: "YOU DONT HAVE AN ASS, ANGEL DUST."
Angel Dust: "Yeah? Then what's this beautiful thang here, hmm?"
Vaggie: "I don't know because there's nothing there for you to even POINT at, twig twink!"
Husk: "HA!"
Angel Dust: "Ugh fiiine. Since you're being nice an' usin' my preferred pronouns-"
Vaggie: "Twig???"
Husk: "Twink."
Angel Dust: "-I'll hand over the girlfriend-fucking skirt. The delicius heat from the dryer's mostly gone now anyway. Jus' lemme grab something to throw on over it first..."
Vaggie: "Seriously? THAT'S why you took it?? Dryer heat?"
Angel Dust: "Next best thing to hot bath at the end of a day's hard work, baby! A day's VERY hard, throbbing, aching work-"
Vaggie: "I will throw this spear at you. I WILL ruin your stupid hair."
Husk: "Fucking do it."
Vaggie: "YOU shut up too. You're the one who taught him this in the first place, aren't you?"
Husk: "WHAT? I don't put on your fucking skirts!"
Angel Dust: "Wha' about her non-fucking ones?"
Husk & Vaggie: "Shut up."
Angel Dust: "Touché~ Protestin' too much, me thinks~”
Vaggie: "Husk- we all know you're the one waiting for the dryer to finish so you can drag the laundry onto the floor and sleep on it!"
Husk: "That's bullshit- you've got no proof-"
Angel Dust: "Cat hair, Mr. Whiskers."
Husk: "The fucking hotel has a cat!"
Vaggie: "That smells like a bar and also sheds feathers?"
Husk: "FUCK."
Angel Dust: "Don't break yourself up over it, kitten daddy- If you hadn't shown me the joys of laundry shopping, I'd never have known how GOOD I look in this jacket."
Vaggie: "???? You- IS THAT CHARLIE'S!?!?"
Angel Dust: "Goes good with the skirt, huh? If you two had a kid, they'd fucking SLAY."
Vaggie: "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING HER JACKET"
Angel Dust: "Look- she's the only one in this fancy prancy hotel that's got the same measurements as me, at least in the shoulder, hips, and torso department! The only one who's clothes don't smell like dead deer and dusty old radios, anyway!! I'm kinda low on options here, okay?"
Vaggie: "WHAT ABOUT THE OPTION OF DON'T StEAL OUR STUFF?? THAT'S LIKE, THE EASIEST FUCKING OPTION YOU COULD HAVE!"
Angel Dust: "Orrrrr, you two could adopt me as you gay lovechild and give me some fuckin' hand me downs. Or money."
Vaggie: “OUR WHAT!?”
Angel Dust: “Fuck it, give me money an’ I’ll buy my own clothes, mom.”
Vaggie: “I. Am. NOT-”
Charlie: “-hey guys! Has anyone seen my….”
Charlie: “…uh, Vaggie? Why is Angel Dust dressed like our gay lovechild?”
Angel Dust: “HA!”
Charlie: “And did he just call you ‘mom??’”
Vaggie: “I give up. Anyone needs me, I’ll be in the laundry room, shoving myself in the dryer on the hellfire setting.”
Husk: “You’ll have to fucking drag Niffty out first.”
Vaggie: “What.”
Charlie: “What?”
Angel Dust: “WHAT”
Husk: “She was crawling in head first when I left after waking up- uhh- after getting something.”
Angel Dust: (shrieking) “AN’ YOU LEFT HER THERE???”
Vaggie: “Oh shit-”
Charlie: “Vaggie- go! Fly!! Go go go now Now NOW- EMPLOYEE IN THE INDUSTRIAL CLEANING EQUIPMENT THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!!”
- meanwhile, in the laundry room-
THUMP THUMP THUMP
THUMP…. Thump………… thump
Alastor: “…”
Alastor: (reaches over to knock on dryer door)
Alastor: “Having fun, dear?”
Niffty: (flopping limply half out of dryer) (battered) (scorched) (GRINNING) “Ow pain!”
Alastor: “Quite.”
Niffty: “Heheheh… heHEHEHEH.”
Niffty: (sets the dryer to max again) “More…. PAIN!!!” (shuts door from the inside) (grins from other side with her face pressed against the glass)
Alastor: “Fascinating.”
Thump…Thump. Thump. THUMP THUMPTHUMP-
Cherri Bomb: “…”
Cherri Bomb: “…Know what? You kids have fun. I’m just gonna go, like, break into someone’s house and murder them so I can use their washer and dryer. That’ll be less fucked up than….. whatever this is.” (hefts basket of bloody laundry and bombs) (waves over her shoulder while leaving) “Bye~”
#hazbin hotel#vaggie#angel dust hasbin hotel#husk hazbin hotel#chaggie#charlie morningstar#alastor the radio demon#niffty hazbin hotel#cherri bomb hazbin hotel#incorrect quotes#silly nonsense#that feeling when your coworker leaves their own bloodstains on the inside of the dryer machine#so you need to wash it before anyone can do laundry again#(and before cherri bomb can try quick-drying stuff with explosives in the mean time)#(......again)
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CQL and Genre Intertextuality
I'm being bashed over the head with the "nhs's fan in CQL is made of xuantie/dark iron" thing again and @poorlittleyaoyao please understand that I am thinking of this constantly since you made that post talking about it because I'm just.
holding my head in my hands bc ye gods the cql show writers were genre savvy in ways that are hilarious but also make me feel like I've been hit upside the head with a waffle iron.
For those of us who are no longer damaged by the post or hadn't seen it (I don't actually know where it's gone bc the search feature doesn't work on this webbed site):
Xuantie/Dark Iron is a Jin Yong created metal that famously was used for the blade of the Dragon Slaying Sabre in the third novel of the Condor Trilogy, 倚天屠龍記/The Heavenly Sword and Dragon Saber.
The Heaven Reliant Sword 倚天劍 was created from Yang Guo and Xiao Longnv's Gentleman and Lady swords, whilst the Dragon Slaying Saber 屠龍刀 was created from Grandmaster Dugu Seeking-a-Loss's Dark Iron Sword.
Can we please all take a moment to appreciate how NHS's fan not his saber, NHS, from The Family With The Sabers, gets to shout about how his fan is made of xuantie. The most famous for being the metal that made up The Dragon Slaying Saber. His fan. Not his saber. his fan. dark iron. Dragon Slaying Saber. This is so funny I'm about to mcfucking lose it yet again while typing this.
Going back to Grandmaster Dugu Seeking-A-Loss (who appears in both Return of the Condor Heroes and Xiao Ao Jianghu) and his giant pet condor (sadly, only a ROCH feature) who might've been his one true soulmate for a second, this situation from episode 7, when the Yunmeng Siblings are leaving the Cloud Recesses:
Now, the subtitles here really DO NOT do this line justice because when I first saw it it took me FLAT THE FUCK OUT and I had to lie on the floor laughing for like, 80 seconds before I got my breath back.
Okay, what this line ACTUALLY says is "I am Dugu Qiubai (Grandmaster Dugu Seeking-A-Loss), what's wrong with seeking a match?"
Now, to understand this, we come to this backstory on Dugu Qiubai in XAJH:
“Senior master Dugu Seeking-A-Loss, who created this set of sword techniques, had a name ‘Seeking-A-Loss.’ He had been seeking a loss all his life and still couldn’t get one. Once the sword techniques were executed, he would become unmatched anywhere in the world. Why would he have to defend? If anyone could have forced him to draw his sword back and defend himself, the respectful master would have burst with joy and be delighted beyond measure.” Feng Qingyang said.
“Dugu Seeking-A-Loss, Dugu Seeking-A-Loss,” Linghu Chong muttered as he imagined how the senior master had wandered about the Martial World, unmatched anywhere, with only his sword, and couldn’t even find a single one who was capable of forcing him into a defending stance. That was truly admirable.
from Chapter Ten of XAJH: Sword Training.
"If anyone could force him to draw his sword back to defend himself, the grandmaster would have burst with joy and be delighted beyond measure" DO YOU SEE WHY JC STARTED CALLING WWX SHAMELESS NOW. they're JUNIORS. WWX is calling himself "the greatest man of all, who'd sought the feeling of losing just ONCE being forced to defend himself just ONCE in a LIFETIME" and saying "LWJ might be my equal. my soulmate. the loss I was seeking my whole life."
All 15 years of it I'm sure, WWX.
I'm not going to get into finding martial arts manuals or a respected grandmaster who taught you incredible things in a cave bc 1) LHC and Feng Qingyang up there are sitting together, in a cave and LHC is being taught incredible things and 2) Duan Yu from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils once found the magic finger lasers of ultra laser in a cave. In front of the statue of a goddess. (don't talk about the dancing goddess statue now, Tav. We don't have time for that in this post.)
Not kidding the intertextuality of CQL and how much it plays with and against the tropes of its genre, especially other wuxia tv adaptations as well as wuxia novels is insane. There's other ones I'm missing for certain and these were just the most funny to me, personally, but! just! oh my god! insane! insane! SO funny, so clever in so many ways
#meta#my meta#wei wuxian#nie huaisang#nie huaisang my beloved#I don't even know how to begin to explain how much this show and its show writers really KNOW its genre#there are certain shots where I'm like#'oh god that's an exact mirroring of the composition of this other shot in a show made like 20 years earlier!!!'#no cql doesn't know what a pacing is and there's four episodes of guanyin temple#but my god do these people who made this show really love wuxia and it really really shows#and that's lovely I'm so happy about it
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TRANCE
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model!reader x ethan edwards
summary: y/n goes through her modeling and partying era in the span of days.
a/n: literally i found some photos on pinterest and the idea js randomly popped into my head. i come up with wayyy too many ideas. i’ll get to them eventually tho. btw valscouture isn’t a real modeling agency or wtv (at least i dont think it is) it’s js smth i made up for this edit. for the record, i will be using the guys gfs names in this but will not be putting their actual users for privacy reasons and will use fake users. 😁
y/n_y/l/n
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y/n_y/l/n first photoshoot of the spring season and it couldn’t have gone better than this!! thank you @valscouture for this amazing experience! i can’t wait to see you again this summer 🫶🫶
tagged: valscouture
edwards.73 my girl be looking a little too good this time of year 😉😉
↳ y/n_y/l/n get outta here you loser!!
markestapa you’re showing too much skin COVER UP
↳ y/n_y/l/n mark looking out for his boyfriend’s girlfriend
↳ markestapa still mad abt you taking him from me
↳ y/n_y/l/n cry abt it
valscouture it was lovely to have you y/n!! till we meet again 💋💋🫶
↳ y/n_y/l/n LOVE YOU!!! 🥰🥰
rutgermcgroarty one chance is all i ask
↳ edwards.73 back🤺up🤺
↳ y/n_y/l/n you’re a little too young for me
↳ luca.fantilli don’t bother rut we’ve all tried before
↳ edwards.73 and where did that get you??
↳ y/n_y/l/n you had the seniors watch over them like hawks to make sure they wouldn’t even look at me!! FOR TWO MONTHS!!
↳ edwards.73 bc they should know better
↳ adamfantilli my poor big bro got rejected 😔😔 tragic world
lhughes_06 where was my invite?
↳ y/n_y/l/n luke honey, quinn has a better chance at becoming a model than you
↳ jackhughes what abt me??!!!?
↳ y/n_y/l/n no comment
↳ _quinnhughes HAH @lhughes_06 @jackhughes
↳ lhughes_06 fuck. off.
jazrod01 bestie slaying per usual
↳ y/n_y/l/n you know it!
umichhockey our favorite model 🤩
↳ y/n_y/l/n love you!!
el.mcm hurry up and come back to michigan already!! I MISS YOU ANGEL
↳ y/n_y/l/n ELLIE MY LOVE 😍 ILL BE HOME SOON DW!!!
trevorzegras yupp
↳ y/n_y/l/n get tf out trev
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y/n_y/l/n everywhere i go, they all know my name
markestapa who lied to you?
↳ y/n_y/l/n why are you still here?
↳ markestapa @edwards.73 your gf is being mean again 😭
↳ edwards.73 @markestapa i prefer to live 🤷 srry bud
↳ y/n_y/l/n i taught you well eth 😢😖
mackie.samo who’d you pay to do this?
↳ y/n_y/l/n are you accusing me of something matthew?
↳ mackie.samo yes
↳ y/n_y/l/n i am now accepting best friend applications
↳ dylanduke25 where do i apply?
↳ mackie.samo BACK OFF
rutgermcgroarty 😍😍
↳ edwards.73 this is why i should’ve never let you meet them
↳ y/n_y/l/n not my fault the freshies love me
↳ edwards.73 they have a baby crush on you
↳ luca.fantilli what abt it @edwards.73
lauren.rodolitz slay 🫶
↳ y/n_y/l/n slay 😘
_magspili we should go out again
↳ y/n_y/l/n time and date?
rutgermcgroarty heyy y/nnn…
↳ y/n_y/l/n leave
jackhughes will never get over the fact your friends with lukey
↳ lhughes_06 bro wtff
↳ y/n_y/l/n it’s okay lukey i still love you
↳ lhughes_06 stil?!!
↳ jackhughes anyways..
dylanduke25 get that lighter away rn 😠😠
↳ y/n_y/l/n no
el.mcm we’re going out this weekend end of discussion
↳ y/n_y/l/n fine by me
edwards.73 the only place you ever go to is target, school, and home….
↳ y/n_y/l/n ETHANIA DONT EXPOSE ME LIKE THAT
↳ edwards.73 DONT CALL ME THAT
↳ y/n_y/l/n SUCK IT UP BITCH
nolan_moyle i love how you js bully the shit outta ethan
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↳ lhughes_06 now let’s not lie
↳ y/n_y/l/n be quiet
↳ mackie.samo lying is a sin..
↳ y/n_y/l/n I KNOW THAT!
↳ markestapa then why lie?
↳ y/n_y/l/n WHY ARE YOU ALL GANGING UP ON ME?!!
↳ everyone bc we can!!
↳ y/n_y/l/n fuck🖕you🖕all
#ethan edwards#ethan edwards x reader#ethan edwards blurb#new jersey devils#nhl#umich hockey#mark estapa#luke hughes#trevor zegras#mackie samoskevich#dylan duke#rutger mcgroarty#luca fantilli
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∞ Arisen & Pawn Character Introductions
Original template by @arisenreborn
Probably will come back to edit this at some point. I wrote it while numbed out of my mind from medicine.
♛ THE ARISEN:
NAME: Raures
AGE: 123 (whatever that means)
RACE: Elf
PRONOUNS: he/him
PREFERRED VOCATION: Magic Archer
FAVORED GIFTS: fish, selfmade things
FAMILY: no longer in the picture. They fell to the dragon.
POSITIVE TRAITS: gentle, keeps his word, patient, hard-working
NEGATIVE TRAITS: stubborn, huge flirt, gullible
LIKES: fishing, exploring and gathering materials for various craft projects.
DISLIKES: rainy muddy days
1. What was their life like before becoming Arisen?
Rau lived with his parents away from other elves. They preferred a more simple but labor-intensive life among humankind’s common folk. Father was a hunter and taught Rau the way of the magic archer. Mother was a mender with a great knowledge of medicinal herb usage. Humans taught Rau archery and thief skills for wilderness survival. He also learned their language.
The family moved towns and villages every 10 years to conceal the aging differences between the two races, essentially avoiding the possibility of becoming chiefs or other figures with higher responsibility.
Raures became Arisen in an attempt at buying time for his parents to escape the burning village. The attempt was unsuccessful but the dragon deemed him worthy.
2. How do they handle being Arisen, and the responsibilities that come with it?
He is mourning the family he lost but even so he does his best to move forward and do what is expected of an Arisen despite his pawn’s chagrin. He doesn’t fully grasp what he’s doing, just feels like he has to.
3. What are their thoughts on Pawns in general?
Pawn rights activist. He finds all of them to be quite cute.
4. What's their relationship like with their main Pawn?
Rau opted to “adopt” an existing pawn to be his main instead of shaping his own perfect image of a pawn to avoid bias. The two have a lot of opposing opinions on matters and Rau has no idea that Lane already has a bit of his own will which he's maintained from master to master throughout his conscious life.
Raures sees Lane's episodes of fear and paranoia as normal pawn behaviour, but treats his companion with care and respect no matter what may come up. He is very fond of Lane and forbids the pawn from traversing the rift to other worlds to assist other Arisen who may call upon him. He doesn’t want Lane to end up as brutalized as he was when Rau first met him.
5. Do they have any interest in being Sovran? What are their opinions on the politics of the world in general?
He’s too much of a farmboy to care much about what goes on in the life of the rich and noble. The prospect of being Sovran seems exhausting to Rau, but if need be, he would take on the role. But avoid spending much time at the palace. It’s also likely Lane would hold him back from all this mumbo jumbo anyway.
6. Who are their love interest(s) and/or closest friends?
Rau’s closest companion is obviously his pawn. He doesn’t form lasting relationships with people aside from the local baker. And he indulges in short lived dalliances now and then.
7. What drew them to their preferred vocation? Do they have history with it?
He keeps pursuing the way of the Magic Archer as a way to honour his elven roots but isn’t bound to just one vocation. Survival asks for many skills and he hones whatever he can.
8. Do they have any hobbies? Any way of relaxing between all that monster-slaying and traveling?
Suck and fuck. He enjoys fishing a great deal which is a rather fruitful hobby as it’s fun and it provides food. Rau has been making birch skin baskets and other tools since childhood. Originally picked up the craft to avoid buying these items in bigger cities as travel by oxcart often ends up being catastrophic. Now as an Arisen who is constantly on the move, he makes the baskets and leaves them as gifts for the villagers he happens to visit.
♟︎ THE PAWN:
NAME: Lane
AGE: appears young adult
RACE: human
PRONOUNS: he/him
PREFERRED VOCATION: Thief
FAVORED GIFTS: soft warm clothes, bread
INCLINATION: Calm
POSITIVE TRAITS: clever, creative, humble, observant
NEGATIVE TRAITS: withdrawn, fearful, unreliable, low self-esteem
LIKES: bread, Raures, afternoon naps
DISLIKES: stale bread, being manhandled, loud people
1. What was their life like prior to being summoned by their Arisen?
Lane served many Arisen. His first was Amaury from Gransys who summoned him in the shape of their deceased brother. The pawn ended up a tad corpse-like in appearance and while it didn’t bother Amaury at first, it eventually resulted in them becoming uncomfortable once they accepted the fact their real brother is gone for good. By that time Lane had already developed his own bit of will, and sapped enough of the Arisen’s spirit to also develop Amaury’s negative emotions (and even a streak of their golden locks of hair). Lane ended up killing his own master out of fear during an argument.
He didn’t return beyond the rift afterwards and became a street rat who survived by using his strider->thief abilities to steal from people.
Plagued by aimlessness the pawn answered the summons of other Arisen in other worlds who would order him around, sometimes harshly and cruelly. But the pawn desperately desired a sense of purpose and so he went with the flow, ignoring his human aspects as best as he could.
2. What is their opinion on the Arisen? How do they view their relationship?
Lane was stunned when he first saw who had summoned him in Vermund. The face of his second Arisen from ages past in a different world. The first Rau had summoned him and made Lane his main pawn in a similar fashion. He was Lane’s favorite master. But, unfortunately, he fell in battle against the dragon.
As Lane learns more of this Vermundian Rau, he gets more and more determined to prevent the same outcome that his former master was fated to meet. Lane selfishly and desperately clings to Raures and does everything he can to get the Arisen to settle and let someone else take the wheel of the cycle.
3. Is there anything about the Arisen they find troublesome?
The pawn is very much bothered by the Arisen’s frequent visits to the Bordelrie though he won’t say a word about it. The Arisen does get treated to a cold shoulder for it though.
4. What is their specialization and is there any story behind how they cultivated that skill set?
Raures taught Lane elvish language as a bonding exercise. But now Lane uses the skill to listen in on conversations he has no business knowing about.
5. Do they have any thoughts on the politics of the world and their place in it as a Pawn - or how Pawns are treated?
He accepts things as they are for the most part but has his low moments where he wishes more people treated him as something other than a resource.
6. Does their journey with the Arisen change them in any significant way and how?
Though he himself doesn’t realize it, Raures helps Lane calm down and open up to the joys of life outside servitude. Lane learns what fun is, what friendship is and what it means to love unconditionally. He begins to stand up for himself.
7. Is there a reason they chose their preferred vocation?
Lane is a thief in the literal sense of the word. He had to get by while Masterless and he did so by stealing.
8. Do they have any hobbies or preferred past-times?
During his time on the streets post-Amaury Lane picked up drawing with coal on cobblestones and has since moved on to other mediums and continues to hone his art skills. He usually scribbles sceneries and detailed drawings of plants, but lately has been toying with human silhouettes as well.
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Short prompt Idea! (Lucemond)
Lucerys is a menace of a gremlin, raised by Daemon to wreak havoc amongst the people in King's landing.
He first showcased this by being the one to kill Vaemond in his tirade. He drew Dark Sister from Daemon's hand and sliced him, though his cut was not as clean due to him having a weaker swing, leaving the head hanging by a small piece of flesh and bone. When they began accusing him as a kin slayer, he simply told them that since his uncle publicly admitted to not seeing him as a nephew, would it still be considered kin slaying if one of them disowned the other?
During the dinner, when Alicent tries to pray for Vaemond for his soul to be in peace, Lucerys continued that his soul should be in peace as he burns in the seven hells, not caring for the glare from Alicent or from the guffaw of Aegon.
When Aegon began teasing Jace, asking if he knew how to please Baela, Lucerys interrupted, pointedly telling Aegon that if he wished to know more about Jace's prowess in bed, he need not beat around the bush and just ask Jace to fuck him like one of his whores, earning a shocked gasp from Alicent and stares from the table (save for Helaena, who was busy with a spider she found early on).
When Lucerys saw the pig, he smirked and laughed, and when Aemond raised his glass and gave the final tribute, he held Jace back, and walked towards his uncle, took his cup and drank all of its contents while looking straight at his uncle, thanking him, for despite his lack of an eye, he can still appreciate his nephews, though Lucerys also jokingly proclaimed that although he was not the wisest, nor the strongest, he is at least the most handsome out of all of them, easing the tension as Jace smacked him on the head playfully when he sat down.
When Aemond grabbed him after dinner, he was already tipsy from his uncle's wine, and asked if he still wished to admire his handsome nephew, which annoyed Aemond to no end.
He called him a bastard, one unworthy of the Valyrian household, and Lucerys sighed, almost bored, stating that his mother is the firstborn full-blooded Valyrian princess, who's parents are of Targaryen descent. His father, Laenor, and his grandfather, Corlys, both proclaimed him their own, the heir to Driftmark. That is much more important than whatever drivel Alicent decided to spread. He was also taught of Old Valyria, of his ancestry and trained as a Targaryen and a Velaryon. His blood, his status, and his name are more than worthy.
Then he pushed back. What made Aemond believe he was worthy? A second son of the second wife, ignored by his father and his mother, no title, no lands, no riches to call his own. A half Targaryen acting more like a Hightower, not even taught proper High Valyrian, let alone the culture and history that the Targaryen name holds. He was raised under the Faith of the Seven, who looked down on Targaryens and their customs, and taught him nothing. How does it feel, to only be Targaryen in looks and name alone? How does it feel to not even be half as worthy as the "bastard" Aemond believes his nephews were?
Aemond wished to kill Lucerys for his words, but was stopped by Daemon. He glared as Lucerys waved a goodbye to his uncle, calling him Hightower like an insult. He swore he would make Lucerys pay for that.
#lucemond#aemond x lucerys#lucerys velaryon#aemond targaryen#lucerys x aemond#aemond one eye#menace lucerys
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okay okay okay but consider
sheila as a vocal coach
i’m not just saying this cus she slayed in dreidel song, but like-just imagine.
she wanted to become a music teacher. she got a music education degree to become a choral teacher. she taught for a little bit before she got pregnant with Kyle. She was having a hard enough time getting pregnant with ih already took a toll on her. But when she finally got pregnant with Kyle she started getting really sick. It was a rough pregnancy for her. (She doesn’t tell Kyle this until he’s well into his adult years; she doesn’t want him to blame himself for anything) and she ends up having to quit so she can stay at home because of how tough the pregnancy was on her. She never got to go back into teaching because she fell hard into postpartum depression and couldn’t find the motivation and by the time she got back on her feet she thought it was too late. So she kinda just gave up.
BUT. She’s on the school board. And she mentioned that she used to work for the school and she starts doing vocal lessons with the kids who wanna learn how to sing. She’s real good with younger kids but teenagers too. She tried to get Kyle in on it-he got into it for a bit but eventually got busy. He still likes to do it with her. Ike is REALLY into it though. He begs Sheila almost daily to sing with him. So not only is it bonding for her and her kids but it’s also kind of a way for her to persue her dreams in a different way.
idk. I’ve been thinking about this for a bit. Idk if anything was confirmed but I like this headcanon so fuck it
#south park#skipper speaks#kyle broflovski#sheila broflovski#sheila broflovski headcanon#south park headcanon
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(if you havent seen dmeon slayer s3 or read the mange this has spoilers)
okay no but look-
who tf. gave genya a sword an told him to go to final selection
It's stated that Genya calmed down and mellowed out after getting Gyomei to train him. ALSO he got mega buff between when we see him at final selection and when he see him next like yeah he obviously had a growth spurt but the point is he went from scrawny to brawny. He was also a giant asshole at final selection so like. Genya 100% only got trained by gyomei after passing final selection.
Which MEANS either someone ELSE sent a kid that cant use breathing to final selection with a sword OR he got himself there. I dont believe anyone wouldve willingly sent him given how important breathing is to the demon slayer corp
also. The only trainers we really see are hashira or former hashira. Im SO convinced there are other that we don't see given that not every water breather couldve been taught by Urokodaki but it still makes sense that these teachers are retired professional demon slayers that lived long enough to be no longer in active service even if they aren't hashira
which leaves us with options:
OPTION 1:
genya tried to learn breathing from a cultivator/some other demon slayer, failed, stole a nichirin sword and probably shook the poor sod down to get info on the when and where for final selection
OPTION 1a
When the person who tried to teach breathing to Genya refused to continue after finding out he cant Breathe Right, said teacher was too strong for genya to really do anything about it (see: they're teaching him and it seems likely that the teachers of demon slayer tend to be upper ranked at least) Genya fucked off and assaulted some weak random demon slayer to steal a sword from and get info
Or, you know, something along these lines because he had to get a nichirin sword and infomraiton from somewhere, and Im doubtful it was willingly given to him since he like. cant fucking breathe.
HOWEVER
when we see him at the end of final selection, he's like. mega obsessed with the sword thing. like. super. like yes these are special swords but here's the thing everyone there already has one of the special swords, just not one of their own.
It kinda maybe implies that Genya. Doesnt have a special sword. So.
OPTION TWO:
Genya has been roughing it with a regular ass sword for seven days and given that he can't Breathe his primary form of defense would've been step one: cut the demons arm off. step two: monch. step three: beat the demon to within an inch of its life with demon enhanced brute strength until he can get away or force it die in the sun.
In which case Genya was not likely to be doing much direct demon slaying during those seven days.
(even if he HAD a nichirin sword theres no guarantee that without breathing he wouldve been strong enough or skilful enough to use it to kill all the demons he ran across but given how obsessed and intense he is with getting his hands on a nichirin blade and how much not one single person would want him to go to final selection, i honestly think he had just some random sword. It would explain why he's so desperate to get one, other than being generally unhinged. Anyway-)
While everyone else was roughing it, surviving and slaying demons in the night, Genyas experience of the final selection exam was somewhere between a survival challenge and an all you can eat buffet, with not a lot of demon slaying involved.
can u imagine being part of his cohort and running across some dude that needs you to cut off this demons head thats missing a suspicious amount of its body bc he doesnt have a nichirin sword for some fucking reason. also he has really, really, fucked up eyeballs.
can you imagine watching one of your fellow exam participants use a sword only to defend himslef bc its a functionally useless offense only to attack by eating the fucking demons.
can you imagine seeing him at one point, looking a certain way bc hes been eating a demon and then seeing him again later looking human. or looking like a different demon. or both.
can u imagine struggling to feed yourself during these seven days and this man is having a straight up feast. and also couldnt be assed to show up with a sword for demonslaying to the exam for fucking demon slaying
#shinaguzawa genya#genya shinazugawa#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer headcanons#also when did he figure out he can eat the demons#how#genya eat the rich shinazugawa#genya 100% had some regular ass sword in that exam and i will die on this hill#demon slayer season 3#swordsmith village arc#listen#there is so uch that has neevr been explained about genya#he is atleast as unhinged as inosuke if not more because at least inosuke NEVER TRIED TO EAT A DEMON#inconsistent puncutaion spelling and grammar due to symptoms of brainrot#options 1 and 1a and any variations thereupon are possible but boring#and dont explain why genya was insane about getting sword#but it would make so much sense if he DIDNT FUCKING HAVE ONE
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Answering this ask because my clumsy ass deleted the draft of the ans as well as the ask idek how that happened
HERE'S THE COMMENTARY ON ACOFAS CHAPTER 11: THE ONE WHERE RHYISE VISITS A SUICIDAL TAMLIN AND TELLS HIM TO ROT IN HELL 🥰
A tomb.
This place was a tomb.
How can someone be proud of doing something cruel to someone? If they are the saints they claim to be why do this to Tamlin bro? Istg i will NEVER to this understand how on earth did the editors agree to the plotline of the destruction of Spring Court?
Lucien had not come here to make amends during Solstice, I realized as Tamlin opened the door to the dark library.
Lucien had come here out of pity. Mercy.
Bruh why? why? wud he underestimate their bond like that? he speaks as if they hadnt been each others only family for centuries
Tamlin claiming an ornate cushioned chair on one side of it. The only thing he had that was close to a throne these days.
oh fck u little shit atleast tamlin doesnt OPPRESS his people!!
“If you’ve come to gloat, you can spare yourself the effort.”
Tamlin is so non-combative here and people still have the audacity to say Rhysie is the bigger male????
“Do you see any sentries around to do it?”
Even they had abandoned him. Interesting. “Feyre did her work
thoroughly, didn’t she.”
THATS NOT SOMETHING TO BE FUCKING PROUD OF RHYSIE
ISTG this asshole someone needs to kick him in the balls. HARD.
I smiled. “Oh, no. That was all her. Clever, isn’t she.”
No sir she is a dumb teenage girl who taught to destroy a court DURING WARTIME?
tbh if Spring wouldn't have fallen the war would have never gone down i said what i said.
I didn’t smile as I countered with, “I suppose you think I should be
thanking you, for stepping up to assist in reviving me.”
“I have no illusions that the day you thank me for anything, Rhysand, is the day the burning fires of hell go cold.”
my boi tamlin is so savage like??
SLAY
Tamlin deserved what he’d brought upon himself, this husk of a life.
He deserved every empty room, every snarl of thorns, every meal he had to hunt for himself.
Seriously? Tamlin, sweetheart, for the love of good kick this man and his bat dick pls.
Tamlin had burned them long ago, Feyre had told me. It made no
difference. He’d been there that day.
I really want to emphasize that Tamlin DID NOT take part in their death.
Had given his father and brothers the information on where my sister and mother would be waiting for me to meet them. And done nothing to help them as they were butchered.
BRO????
U expect a boy to go against his evil, physically abusive father? NO, strike that.
U WANT A BOY TO GO AGAINT A HIGH LORD?
No tell me? how was Tamlin supposed to fight a HIGH LORD and his brother??? Three against one??
And even if he tried to help them? we will never know? we get only rhysie's side of the story never tamlin's pov
“You brought every bit of this upon yourself,”
Yes yes lets go tell a suicidal person he brought every bit of his misery on himself
Yeh lets all applaud him
“You won,” he spat, sitting forward. “You got your mate. Is that not
enough?”
"No."
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK???
MANNNNNNNNNNNNNN
I WANT TO SCRATCH MY EYEBALLS RHYSIE'S EYEBALLS OUT AT THIS POINT
"You deserve everything that has befallen you. You deserve this pathetic, empty house, your ravaged lands. I don’t care if you offered that kernel of life to save me, I don’t care if you still love my mate. I don’t care that you saved her from Hybern, or a thousand enemies before that.”
THIS UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BITCH?!?!?!?!?
PLSSSSSSSSS
Why doesnt he care that tamlin has saved BOTH their lives on MULTIPLE occasions???
at this point 50% of the IC owe their life to tamlin
“I hope you live the rest of your miserable life alone here. It’s a far more satisfying end than slaughtering you.”
well he isnt even strong enough to keep his people in line and not a hair's breath away from rebellion, i doubt he'll be able to slaughter the HL who tore apart Amarantha, who fought a hundred of Hybern's monsters and soldiers in their camp ALONE, at the same time helping feyre escape AND was able to "drag" another highlord to war
*Drops mike*
But Tamlin only stared. And after a heartbeat, his eyes lowered to the
desk. “Get out.”
Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present to you the bigger male
Tamlin didn’t have shields around the house. None to prevent anyone from winnowing in, to guard against enemies appearing in his bedroom and
slitting his throat.
It was almost as if he was waiting for someone to do it.
This breaks my heart so much. No, Tamlimn doesnt deserve this. NO ONE deserves this. Imagine being OKAY with someone being suicidal?!
#anti sjm#anti acotar#tamlin#anon asks#anti feyre#anti rhysand#anti feysand#pro tamlin#anti sjm stans#anti acowar#anti acofas#rhysand slander#fck rhysand#bigger male my ass#tamlin deserves better
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REPOST OF THE FINDINGFLOWERS FIC BECAUSE I EDITED IT LIKE A WHOLE LOT TODAY!!
title: listen to your heart beating, listen to the way you move (from anything by adrianne lenker)
desc: the captains of the riptide pirates get out of their own control. gillion makes an oopsie. jay stays calm. chip takes a nap.
word count: 4040
warnings: angst, violence, description of injury
it had been going so well. it really had.
this spirit had fucked with the wrong group. he knew that. they’d all been fighting it as much as possible, doing everything in their power to make sure that chip wasn’t hurt any more than he already was, taking all of the brunt force themselves, keeping him out of it.
it doesn’t help when spirits possess people, does it?
no. it really doesn’t. that may have been the whole fight, but still. it only makes things worse.
gillion feels like his chest is being squeezed by some unknown force almost sitting on it. like someone is pressing down on it with all their weight, crushing his insides slowly in a feeble effort to bring him down. that pressure feels like it moves up to his head, making his vision go spotty as he stumbles back. somewhere distant, someone shouts, maybe to him, because it sounds vaguely like his name.
(you know what’s happening.)
his breathing feels almost laboured, choked, as he shakes his head, attempting in vain to clear it. that squeezing, pressing feeling only gets stronger with each shake, however.
(you need to shrug this off. we need to get done what we’re here to do.)
he clamps his eyes shut, taking in deep inhalations in an effort to steel himself.
(we have to save him, gillion.)
his head spins. everything spins.
and then finally clicks back into focus.
(shit.)
“gil?” jay’s voice is hesitant, laced with pain. it sounds so far away but so close at the same time. gillion flicks his gaze over behind his shoulder, eyes landing on a mostly limp figure. undead. fully exposed.
“gil, what’re you doing?” jay says, voice raising in panic. he feels a hand rest on his shoulder, but it immediately jerks back when he glares at jay from the corner of his eye.
(gods, this is bad.)
“gil?” jay’s voice is almost shrill as she takes a step back. “gil, snap out of it, what are you doing?”
gillion turns around. he takes a step toward his target.
(don’t.)
destiny’s blade hums in his hand, crackling with energy.
(you wouldn’t.)
he’s doing as he’s always known. the undead, the unholy, are what he’s meant to slay. it’s always been his destiny, hasn’t it? it’s what he’s been taught all his life. what reason does he have to go against that?
(there’s so many reasons. you know that.)
his hands are steady as he raises his blade, light refracting off of it and catching the unholy figure laid out before him. the enemy. always has been. always will be.
(fight this, gillion. this is what we swore to fight against. to sever the thread of fate.)
he steels his jaw.
(don’t follow this one.)
and brings it down.
the room crackles with energy as the blade slices into the gut of the body before him. it goes in cleanly with barely a sound as light pierces the flesh, the figure jolting. it lets out a strangled moan, eyes meeting gillion’s for but a second, filled with hurt, confusion, and, in the end, realization, before rolling back and fluttering closed. faintly, he hears a yelp behind him. he drags the sword out, expression stony as he looks down at the black-red blood dripping from it. looks back up at where it’s from. looks back down at his blade.
at that, his vision truly snaps back into focus.
gillion lets out a strangled gasp, hands immediately beginning to shake and his eyes going wide. destiny’s blade clatters to the ground as those shaking hands come up to cover his mouth in horror of what he’d done. the way he’d been thinking, how he didn’t even realize who was there, it rocks him so terribly he can barely keep balanced. he stumbles backward, almost knocking over an entire table in the process, continuing to back closer to the wall.
it’s fuzzy around him; he can feel jay putting hands on his shoulders, gently shaking him and asking something about what happened, he can see the twins scrambling around the room, the faint glow of some form of magic around them, the hasty words of spells. all these sounds, all these images, all these feelings, and he can’t focus on them at all.
the only thing he sees clearly is chip’s limp, bleeding body laid out on that table. the one he stabbed, smited, because....
he felt it was what he was supposed to do. he’d regressed back into his old training days, before he’d even known his best friend, before he’d chosen to make his own destiny, only knowing that the undead are unholy and must be eradicated immediately. the question is why?
obviously it’s the damn ghost’s fault. fucking ghost. gillion now officially hates ghosts.
he’s shaken again, gently, and he almost painfully tears his eyes away from chip laying limp and meets jay’s gaze. those two-tone eyes are watery, concerned, confused, panicked, so many things, as they scan gillion’s face.
“gil, hey, hey, what the fuck just happened?” she whispers, rubbing her thumb against gillion’s shoulder where her hand rests.
“i- i- i don’t know, i think it was-” gillion takes a strangled inhale, choking out a sob as tears flow from his eyes. he stumbles back again, away from jay, this time crashing against the wall and sliding his back down it. he collapses onto the floor, tears streaming down his face as he hiccups and buries it in his knees. jay rushes to him, placing her hands on his shoulders again, this time more firmly, lifting his head up to face her.
“gil, hey, i know, bud, just stay with me for a second, okay?” she says, voice still low. “do you know what happened?”
“the fucking-” another sob racks gillion’s body. he limply gestures to the rest of the room, where the twins catch their breath as they seem to be trying to stabilize chip at least a little, wisps of magic curling in the air. “ghost. whatever. i think- shit-” more tears flood his face as he curls into himself, voice cracking.
“oh, gil....” jay bites her lip, seeming to be fighting back her own tears. “oh, hey, c’mere. i’m so sorry.” jay wraps her arms around gillion’s shoulders, bringing his shaking body in for a hug. gillion hesitates for a moment before wrapping his own arms around her, nails likely nearly digging into her shoulders. his whole frame trembles as he hiccups out sob after sob, grief and regret and fear pouring from his body in almost waves. it’s almost like he’s unraveling from the inside out, all his ideals and motivations and everything all becoming muddied together as he cries. jay still holds him through all of this, quietly whispering to him, running her nails along his back as gillion feels her own tears wet his shoulder. he can’t tell if it’s because he’s shaking so violently that he feels like jay is as well, or if she actually is. they sit there for a few moments, holding each other like lifelines, like if the other left they’d fall apart.
and maybe that was true, in gillion’s case, but he knew in his gut he needed to stand.
gillion rises to his feet, still half holding jay, moreso for support since his body still shook violently, and clears his throat. “diamonds. we need diamonds.”
the twins nearly snap their heads over to him as he speaks. wren nods, turning to open a cabinet and saying something to elodie in a language gillion doesn’t recognise. the latter twin nods in reply, turning to the other side of the room. wren shifts through her cabinet, gesturing at gillion to come over to the table. the latter turns his head to face jay, praying his expression conveyed how much he needed her to come with him. she squeezes his shoulder, leading him over to the table without so much as a word passed between them.
gillion rests his hands against the edge of the table as he squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, opening them only to land on chip’s limp hand, cold and slick with his own blood. gillion stifles a sob as he looks up, seeing wren’s scarred hand offering him two small gems.
“worth about fifty gold each. will this work?” she asks with a tone like she knows what he’s trying to do. she likely does, considering she does things like this for a living as a cleric. gillion nods, letting her drop them in his hand. he turns to jay, who’s taking tools from elodie as she looks at him with a gentle smile, extending her hand for the diamonds. he places them in her hand, giving a shaky exhale before turning back to wren.
“i’ve never done this before,” gillion admits in a hushed whisper. a small, wet laugh escapes his throat as he tears his gaze away from the brunette twin and down onto the body in front of him. he takes a shuddering breath.
“done which part?” wren’s tone is gentle, lighthearted, as she reaches over and squeezes one of his hands comfortingly. her hands are soft yet heavily scarred, along every finger, across the palm, on the back, up her arm, and gillion can’t help but wonder why.
he smiles weakly. “the revival. i think i’ve come close to killing him a few times, accidentally or on purpose.” wren smiles back and exhales a laugh in response. gillion chuckles quietly alongside her. “it’s a long story.”
“i’m sure it is.” wren’s smile is warm and gentle. “sorry we didn’t have any dust on hand.”
“no, no, it’s alright, just-” gillion chokes back a sob as he attempts to move his gaze up to chip’s face and away from the slice in his gut, smile dropping. just looking at his face, so peaceful and serene, the way the dead always seem to look, it’s the sensation like his heart dropping into his stomach that makes him almost nauseous. he moves his view up to wren’s face instead. “was that ghost or whatever lying when it said you guys have a heart? when it was....?” wren sighs softly, turning around and opening a large, metal cabinet and mumbling to herself quietly. wisps of cold swirl from it as it opens and wren removes something from it.
“we’ve kept this in stasis for future usage by magic, so no worries about it not being able to function. it just needs to defrost a bit.” she turns around, a small box in her grasp and a small smile on her lips. she kicks the cabinet shut, opening the box in her hands and revealing....quite literally, just a human heart, coated in a magical film of frost.
“how the hell do you have this?” gillion breathes in disbelief.
“when mine and el’s mom was near passing, she asked us to keep parts of her in stasis in case a patient needed an organ or something. we carried out her wishes, and they have actually come to use before!” wren explains, weirdly nonchalant about the whole ass heart in the box - again, likely because this is her line of work, but seriously? her mom’s heart? and she’s this calm about it? “obviously we didn’t do....the removing. that would be a bit excessive. and more fucked up than it already is.” her face flushes when she meets gillion’s eyes, probably catching the look of horror that was likely plastered on his face. “sorry, this is really weird. i’ll. stop now. sorry.”
“it’s alright, i just didn’t expect....that.” gillion swallows and gives her a weak smile before jay returns, holding out a bowl filled with diamond dust.
“you ready for this?” jay asks, looking down at him, two-tone eyes shining with tears and anxiety. gillion gives a shaky nod, taking the bowl and exhaling, gaze dropping to chip’s chest.
here goes nothing.
painstaking minutes go by as the spell is cast. tears prick the corners of gillion’s eyes as he works the spell into chip, praying it works, praying it’s not too late, praying he didn’t fuck it all up. he lets his hands rest on chip’s chest, hoping he’ll feel it rise and fall any moment now. his hands glow with gentle white magic, swirling around the room, closing wounds that had been open on chip’s body for the longest time, around the heart that rests within his chest as the hole begins to close. the patches of skin and muscle that were missing had begun to reform and gain colour with the rest of his body when jay quietly speaks up.
“he’s gonna be okay, gil. i promise.” her voice is gentle, determined.
gillion swallows. “don’t make promises you might not be able to keep.”
out of the corner of his eye, gillion sees jay bite her lip, looking down at chip still fighting back tears, and nod. she’s visibly wounded, slices littering her arms and sides and even her legs from where she’d been slashed by possessed gillion and elodie, dripping blood she routinely wipes off, still unhealed, likely due to a low supply of magic. she still shakes, taking deep breaths; in and out, over and over. she looks back over at gillion and gives him a weak smile. he tries to smile back, but he just can’t bring himself to.
gillion’s hands shake as his tears begin to drip onto chip’s limp chest. it’s like a movie begins to play behind his eyes of all his experiences with chip; the day he extended his hand to gillion and brought him aboard the big chipper, their escapade through zero, freeing loffinlot, desire island, their fun at joaldo, their time in edison kingdom, the b.l.o.c.k, allport, noctis, liquidus, the feywild....the separation, the pearl, how chip had risked his life to save gillion’s, training chip’s magic, those days out at sea before returning to zero, the trip to featherbrook, that fight against the navy and what came after....the black sea, the fight against captain widow, seeing chip lay limp before him as he arrived too late, watching him rise again undead, the way he would look so wrong afterward, even at his happiest....
as these memories run through gillion’s mind, he realizes there’s always been something different about chip deep in his gut, some connection he can’t even begin to decipher, and it’s all that he can think about as words begin to tumble out of his mouth.
“i think i’ve loved you from the start. you gave me your hand and i think that’s when i knew, deep down, that if there truly is a destiny, it gave me you. our stories may have been intertwined from the beginning, but i think even if they weren’t we would have found each other, one way or another. sometimes i look at my banishment as a blessing in disguise, because if it hadn’t happened i wouldn’t have you with me now. and i think i needed you now, at this point in my life, because if i didn’t have you, i think i would be so much more lost. you’re my compass, my map back to myself. you show me things i never knew existed. you show me versions of myself i didn’t know there was. you see the beauty in things. you’re learning to be a better person and i’m so incredibly proud of you for that. you don’t realize how many lives you’ve changed for the better.” he sniffs. “i want you to, though. i need you to see the impact you’re leaving on this world in the way i see it. i need you to know how many lives you’ve saved.” gillion chokes back a sob, feeling his tears fall down his cheeks, watching them drip onto chip’s bare chest.
“i need you to know you saved mine. so let me save yours.”
and beneath his shaking hands, wet more than usual from his tears, slick with blood, still shimmering with faint magic, he feels a rise.
and then a fall.
(that’s my boy.)
gillion almost screams with relief, a strangled sound raking its way out of his throat. he laughs to himself, a wide smile breaking out on his face as his tears turn from ones of fear and grief to ones of joy. he rests his hands gently on chip’s chest still, feeling his soft breaths rise and fall in his chest. he hears jay lets out an exhale that sounded like it’d been pent up for a while as chip’s breaths become more visible, her head resting on top of gillion’s as she takes her own shaky inhales.
a few minutes go by as chip breathes, a steady heartbeat beginning to pump under gillion’s hands, until his eyelids begin to flutter. those deep brown eyes gillion’s grown so fond of blink up at him, so heavy, so tired, but still sparkling with the light in them he hadn’t had for so long that makes them so distinctly chip. his lips quirk up in a gentle smile as he locks gazes with gillion.
“hey, you,” chip whispers, voice hoarse like he’d just woken up from the best sleep of his life.
gillion laughs quietly again, sniffing. “hey, you,” he whispers back, smile wet but oh so wide.
“had a good nap. really needed it.” chip cracks a wider grin. gillion chuckles, lowering his forehead down onto chip’s, closing his eyes and sniffing back tears. a hand rests on top of one of his, cold but warming, slightly shaky, as he feels chip shift ever so lightly as another body presses against his.
“glad you’re back,” jay whispers next to him, and gillion opens his eyes, shifting his gaze over to her. she’s squatting next to the table, a hand holding chip’s. his other hand is the one resting on gillion’s.
“i’m glad i am too.” chip presses his forehead more against gillion’s, and it’s like a bubble forms around the three of them, a tangle of arms and hands and heads all holding each other and just so full of relief.
gillion.
gillion whips his head up, looking around. chip and jay raise eyebrows at him.
it’s me, gillion, stop fretting.
gillion looks over his shoulder at his sword, which pulses with a gentle light. “oh.”
apologies for spooking you.
“hey, no worries, i’m just very on edge- ” gillion freezes, realizing he’s been speaking out loud. and also what he used earlier.
he switches to his thoughts. oh shit, destiny’s blade - it still feels so weird to call you that, sorry - but anyways, i am so sorry about what just happened-
no need for apologies, chosen one. you weren’t yourself, although i’m a little disappointed we didn’t cut this thread of fate.
gillion tenses slightly. does this break our oath?
the blade chuckles in his mind. i wouldn’t count that, no. you had no way of resistance.
by the way, were you talking to me during all that? i wasn’t sure if i was, like, hallucinating or something because that was insane and everything was kind of crazy.
indeed i was. i attempted to keep you in your right mind, but this was powerful. i apologize i couldn’t help more.
no, no, it’s not your fault, it’s mine, i should have—
the blade pulses behind him. gillion. no sense in dwelling on what you could have done.
right. yeah.
i’m quite proud of you, you know.
gillion’s eyebrows raise. for what?
you pushed through. you didn’t let the regret of what you’d done hold you back from pushing forward to fix the problem. you persevered, gillion tidestrider. that's something to be proud of.
gillion sniffs. it is?
your quick thinking may have just saved his life, in a sense.
“‘fuck’s goin’ on with your sword?” chip rasps, teasing and soft, startling gillion.
the triton blinks, confused for a second. then realizes. “oh. talking.”
“oh, you and your talking sword. right.” chip teasingly rolls his eyes.
gillion raises his eyebrow in mock offense, though his heart isn’t fully in it. “didn’t you say you spoke to him at one point?”
chip smiles wide, not giving an answer.
destiny’s blade speaks up in gillion’s mind. i’ll let you have your reunion now. tell him i said i’m glad he’s alright when you get a chance.
will do.
speak soon, gillion.
“so what’d i miss?” chip says as the connection between gillion and his sword goes quiet.
jay, still squatting, cracks a small smile. “nothing huge.”
“lies. you are lying to me.” chip teasingly glares at her, cracks a smile, then turns his gaze to the ceiling. his playful expression turns more serious, more exhausted, as he shuts his eyes for a moment, squeezing before opening them again.
gillion bites his lip gently, anxiety building up once more. “everything okay?”
“i died and came back to life but not exactly alive, and then i almost died again, and now i’m back to life for real this time, so yeah, i’m doing great.” chip’s tone drips sarcasm, but he turns his head toward gillion with a soft smile. “i’ll be al-”
he’s cut off by a hacking cough, something spurting out of his mouth as he immediately struggles to sit up. jay assists him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and easing him up as he continues to cough. gillion takes his hand as the fit winds down, noticing the spatters of blood on his fist.
“update. not exactly alright,” chip jokes, but his voice is like sandpaper, dry and scratchy. he winces, holding his temples with slightly shaking hands. “heartbeats aren’t normally this intense- god, this feels disgusting.”
jay begins to rub chip’s back, pulling his hair out of his face. “hey, hey, why don’t we find you somewhere to rest-” she shoots the twins a look, and the two of them nod, “-and get you taken care of, alright?”
chip looks as though he’s going to protest, but a gag works its way out of him and he nods. jay moves over to wren, helping her grab medicines and bandages and potions and whatever else. gillion takes one of chip’s hands, startling at how warm it is. he’d grown so used to chip being cold and dead, as much as he hates to admit it. it’s good, though. it shows he’s alive. he’s here. he’s okay.
chip looks up at gillion, his expression pained and nauseous, but he manages a small smile. “it’s not your fault, by the way,” he whispers.
gillion blinks, startled. “what?”
“i remember, y’know. before i conked out.” chip gestures to his gut, which has since closed and is now just a scar. gillion tenses, but relaxes slightly when chip squeezes the hand he holds. “i know that wasn’t you. don’t blame yourself.”
“i-”
“no, gil, shut up, i know you.” chip flicks gillion’s forehead playfully, a strained smile on his lips. “you take the blame when someone gets hurt and you were in close proximity to them even when you had nothing to do with it, man. i may have been on the verge of passing out, but i saw it in your eyes that that wasn’t you in control. don’t blame yourself.” gillion sniffs, holding back the tears that threaten to spill once more. chip leans forward, resting his head on gillion’s shoulder with his eyes shut. “i’m tired. i don't have the energy to yell at you anymore. you gotta yell at yourself now.”
gillion laughs, leaning his head against chip’s. “jay and the twins are getting stuff together and then you can sleep, alright? just hold on for a little longer.”
chip is quiet.
panic almost immediately claws at gillion’s throat as he shifts chip slightly, the latter’s body limp and heavy. the panic only subsides when chip’s body vibrates with a soft snore, even breaths still pumping in his chest. gillion smiles in relief, bringing chip closer into him once more and simply holding him in a hug, drinking in that citrusy, spicy, smoky scent that’s explicitly chip.
and for the first time in a while, gillion was calm.
#jrwi riptide#gillion tidestrider#jrwi chip#jay ferin#jrwi au#findingflowers#EDITS BROUGHT IT UP TO 4K WORDS IM FUCKJNG INSNAE#also this could be read as fnc but I meant for it to be platonic!!!
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Harry Potter as even MORE things me and my friends have said
Everyone, after Theo made a joke ab his dead mom:
Theo: it's okay you can laugh
Theo: It's not like I can tell on you guys
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Dean, at Ron: you're like. a straight-coded queer person.
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Harry: WHO IN THE FUCK TAUGHT MY UNCLE THE WORD "SUS"???
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Draco: i faked my kpop obsession so people could like me
Draco: also bc jin was kinda hot tbh
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Draco, dming Harry: shut the fuck up you are literally so fucking annoying
Draco, switching to his dms with Blaise: I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YOU DONT UNDERSTAND
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Hermione, suddenly: Stop being a prick
Pansy: yes momm
Pansy: yes mommy
Hermione: ???
Pansy: YOU SOUNDED LIKE U WERE GONNA DEGRADE ME
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Draco: I DID IT
Ron: OMG SLAY
Draco: you just hatecrimed me.
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Harry, facing Hermione right after psychoanalyzing Cormac: me, an empath, sensing he's a fuckboy and would break up with you with a 1000 long paragraph that melts your brain with the insincerity of it
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Harry: wait which one of my parents weren't white
Ron: BRUH HOW DO U FORGET THAT?
Harry: SHUT THE FUCK UP IM HIGH
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Seamus: the tits on him bro
Seamus: goo goo gaa gaa
#ron is only queer in this instance for quote convenience#harry potter#incorrect harry potter#incorrect quotes#draco malfoy#hp#incorrect harry potter quotes#slytherins#gryffindors#golden trio#silver trio#incorrect golden trio quotes#incorrect silver trio quotes#dean thomas#seamus finnigan#hermione granger#blaise zabini#theodore nott#ron weasley
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My Btvs opinions part 1
Okay so I finally finished Buffy the Vampire Slayer and just wanted to share my opinions on all of the main characters throughout the season. Forewarning though, some of this might be controversial!!
Buffy
Ah Buffy. The most main character to have ever lived. She truly slays. Like I just love everything about her. She’s fucking iconic. Shes confident. She is a total badass. She has her insecurities. She can’t drive. She is totally bisexual. She has amazing one liners and amazing outfits to go with them. The list goes on and on forever. Buffy has taught me a lot about believing in myself. Believing in my power. I’ve made a post on this before but a common theme in this show is Buffy feeling like she can’t do something and then stops herself and goes “wait a minute? I’m Buffy. Of course I can do this” and then she does it. It was truly inspiring to watch. Since watching the show I’ve had moments where I’ve doubted myself and then I literally thought of Buffy and got a boost of confidence. Buffy is so inspiring. She is one of those characters that I think will live in me for a long time. She is very close to my heart and honestly gives me strength. Ironically she wasn’t the reason I started watching this show but she’s the reason I stayed.
Faith
I am not joking when I say Faith was the reason I started watching this show in the first place. I saw an edit of her on TikTok and she was so fucking hot I instantly fell in love with her. So I decided I HAD to watch the show. So maybe my expectations were too big because I hate Faith now. Don’t get me wrong Faith is a greatly written character!! She was only in 26 episodes and is one of the most impactful characters on the show. But I still hate her. If it was any other show where Buffy wasn’t the main character, I might love her and be in the pro Faith hashtag. But because of the way Faith treated Buffy, I just can’t with her. Especially after s7. Like she just fucking irritates me. She is always wallowing in her self pity and jealousy of Buffy. She pushed all of her insecurities onto Buffy and made her seem like some prudish stuck up bitch when that was just far from the truth. She didn’t even have a clear image in her head of who Buffy actually was cause of how much she projected onto her. And she was sort of a pick me girl. And no arguments or deep analysis from her supporters will change my opinions on her because my feelings are based on my utter love and devotion to Buffy. When Faith and Buffy were friends I loved her!! I loved their friendship and I would have probably shipped them romantically. But when Faith started treating Buffy badly is when my feelings for her changed.
Willow
Willow is probably my all time favorite Tv witch. So much so that she made me want to start practicing witchcraft again. She has so many amazing quotes like “Occasionally I’m callous and strange” and is such a sweetie pie. And I have a ginormous crush on her. But Willow season 6-7 I do not like. She became very egotistical and I also blame her the most for bringing Buffy back. It is honestly very hard to separate my feelings for Willow from s1-5 and s6-7 cause that’s how much she annoyed me. But before I watched s6-7 I truly loved Willow. And Alyson Hannigan is a truly terrific actress. Dare I say one of the best in the entire show.
Xander
Okay here is where things might get controversial. I actually like Xander. There are definitely episodes where I hate him but for the most part I really like his character. He has a lot of flaws like being a “nice guy” and his occasional sexism. But most of that I feel it is just a sign of the times. That was how they wrote guys in the 90s and early 2000s. The reason I like him despite these things is that I like his heart. Like what he brings to the group is stability in the form of food or repairing Buffy’s house or driving them around or babysitting Dawn. I just love how they didn’t give him superpowers or a lot of intelligence but was still needed in the group. Or maybe not even needed just wanted. He gave what he could cause he loves Buffy and Willow. And he is so fucking hilarious. Like maybe we just have the same sense of humor but I legit find him funny. And he is one of the few characters who I liked more in later seasons that in years beginning.
Giles
I love love love loved Giles. He was such a dad to Buffy and supported her through so much. In s3 he was one of the few to understand the pain she felt with Angel dying and running away. I love how he made mistakes with Buffy but always tried to do his best. He was always there for Buffy whenever she needed him and was there for Willow at her worst and helped her rehabilitation. And most importantly—I love his sweater vests. As with almost every character in this show, I started to not like him in s6. I know they had to write him off cause he needed to be with his family in real life but it still makes me angry that he left Buffy at her absolute worst. It was just so out of character for him and it made no sense. That’s really the only thing I don’t like about his character. Also teen Giles and demon Giles will never fail to make me laugh hysterically.
#btvs#buffy the vampire slayer#buffy summers#buffy deserves better#giles#rupert giles#giles btvs#willow rosenberg#xander harris#faith lehane#anti faith lehane#fuffy#faith x buffy
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Ok so old man N!Juste's design is pretty bad. Mostly it's just kind of boring and lazy. Being charitable, they maybe were just trying to avoid an old white-haired man with facial hair looking too much like game Dracula, so they opted for a fuller style. Unfortunately it ended up looking glued on.
It's admittedly very hard to sell new old man pussy in this franchise, when we have had this man serving us cunt for hundreds of years.
In addition, they seem to have kept his shirt as the main tie to his original design, but it backfires and makes it look like he's just been wearing the same shirt for decades(Esp when game Juste's outfit was so incredibley vibrant). Even N!Juste's eyes lack the hint of white lashes from the games, which now that he is old enough for white hair to seem expected, fails to communicate he's always had white hair, which in the game made him stand out (among other Belmont's at least).
So, to fix these issues, if I were to design an old man Juste, I would personally go in one of two directions:
Option one: If had to give Juste a beard, I'd want it to distinguish him as a character, and preserve the original intent of his white hair to communicate he's got magical abilities with visual shorthand. So I would go all in and give him a fucking awesome wizard beard.
I think he could slay the Myles Pinkley gender wizards look. This would be appropriately fantastic.
Unfortunately, N!Juste is not allowed to have nice things, which is why his current beard is likely only meant to communicate that he's a drunk and let himself go, similar to N!Trevor's stubble. Rocking wizard beard Juste could only exist, if you're trying to actually have a character be cool.
Option two: But admittedly, I personally wouldn't have given Juste a beard at all. I don't really think it would bring anything to his design, and imo I think some people give a character facial hair just to convey mature male-ness, and not much else. My personal idea for what an older Juste would look like, is probably something similar to Pope Sage (or his twin brother Altar Hakurei), from Lost Canvas.
"So there's this senior citizen..."
Admittedly, it's hard to tell exactly how old Sage is meant to look, when he's 270 and using magic to extend his lifespan. But he's a good example of an aging white-haired prettyboy type, in a shounen known for its beautiful young men. He is also a mentor character, who has specifically personally raised his hot-headed and brash student, and taught him everything he knows - which is mostly wicked goth death powers.
Cool old man and his even cooler son
Obviously, Sage is an unrelated character from his own property. But I feel like he's the best illustration of the sort of design archetype an older Juste could have been in. Maybe if nfcv had a better understanding of other Japanese media, and shounen anime in particular, they might have been able to figure out how to translate a character like Juste to animation better.
#“Why doesn't this post about N!Juste's design have any pictures of it?” bc it physically pains me to look at ok#Anti netflixvania#This ramble is mostly just a window into my dissapointed nerd mind but I still feel that I am right
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Twi's mom aka Dawn!!! Cause this baddie needs a name :3
"twi’s mom idolized Time cause hero shizz and wanted to learn how to fight. Time refused which became the beginning of a rift between the two (will expand on later)"
^ FROM MY LAST ASK!!! And now I shall expand -3-
Dawn was the eldest in her family, and because of this she was able to grow up with Time actually being around (for a while.) During those days where her father was still her dad, Time loved and spoiled Dawn with every fiber of his being, wanting and longing to be a good father figure for his child.
He would take the young girl with him to his fishing trips! These trips quickly became Dawn's favourite activity, always so excited to join her papa in this little adventure! She would bug and buggg the man about when they would be going next even if they JUST got home from one of these trips. Time would soon come to regret continuously pushing back those trips as Dawn got older...
In her early teens, (13-14) Dawn insisted that Time taught her how to fight. She had heard stories from her dad's youth and older years about all sorts of monsters and evils being slain by his sword. The young girl was AMAZED by the acts of bravery her papa shown time and time again. She wanted to fight like him! She wanted to be a hero like him! She...She wanted to bond with him again...
He was always so busy now...If he isn't frantically running around the house/farm, taking care of chores and children, he was out there in the woods slaying those monsters to keep Hyrule safe...To keep his family safe.
Dawn missed her dad, the old version of him when he wasn't so...paranoid. The man that would play in the rain with her, the man that chased her around the house as he made 'frightening' monster noises only to get 'tackled' to the ground by her mama, the man who's smile made her feel safe even in the darkest of nights.
But no...All that was left was that cold soldier. The man who screams in terror at night as nightmares flood his brain --startling children wake that Dawn had to calm down and put back to sleep--, the man that glares and snarls like a feral wolf if you dare ask him the 'wrong' question at the 'wrong' time, the man that leaves their mama weeping at the door as he goes to risk his life again and again and again and again---
....
He didn't even teach her how to throw a proper punch...
He dare says everything he does is to protect his family. To keep them fearless and at peace. But not ONCE has he considered that the fear they --no-- Dawn held was because of him. That her sleepless nights and worried mind were because of him.
She was the protector of the house when he left. A young teen, with NO knowledge of fighting, taking up the role of the protector because the old one doesn't even know the true meaning of the word.
Dawn was the eldest in her family, and because of that she learnt what a pathetic excuse of father Time was.
first of all how many kids did malon have with him because i'm just saying she's a bigger person than me
second of all???????? fuck you (/pos)?????????? why would you do this to me?????????
i was reading it over and over again in school because i genuinely didn't know how to respond?
time says everything he does is to keep his family safe, but he either doesn't realize (or is willingly ignoring) it in favor of going repeatedly throwing himself at danger just to satiate himself, hut never getting that fulfillment??
dawn is forced to learn everything time was supposed to teach her by her own means, but can never perfect it because he's to busy shoving a stick further up his ass and (essentially) bullying her all in the name of love?
he needs his ass beat with a switch, i'm telling you 🙌🏽
#something about this just spoke to the heavy heavy father issues in me lmfao#he (time) has an undiagnosed mental disorder and i'm about to lobotomize him#i think i already said one of those paragraphs alr but amnesia#not many thoughts because i just got home from school but im just astonished#(in a good way)#the palace answers#stargazing in the palace
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Stellarlune unpack with me
Sophie is done, she needs therapy
Keefe come back, please
Sophie and Ro one bed trope… slay
Dadwin was only there for a few chapters. Shannon fix this. What is wrong with you?!
Ro should’ve punched Cassius in the face… Sophie has my back
Let Sophie burn things
That fight within the entire group. Nah uh, I’m not having it
Tam vs Linh?????
What crack is Shannon on to make her do that?!
It must be a high dose whatever she is on. Like girly what? Give us back the twins as twins. Twins deserve to be bestie twins. We also deserve bestie twins
Tam sticking up for Sophie
Cue me and my fake dating Sotam au where they fake date just to piss of Fitz and add more chaos to the group
I am living for platonic Sotam
I eat that shit up
No but Sophie and Tam vs everyone
Literally everyone hates the pettiness duo. It’s Snarky Sophie and Spiteful Tam
Just Sophie and Tam being besties and glaring at everyone
Enough about platonic Sotam, we will get back to that later
Linh just stop
I want the old Linh back, she literally carried books 5-8
Stina’s redemption is just down the drain…
I think Shannon mopped it up or licked it up, who knows?
Fitz needs to be angry
Let the child be angry but still be Sophie’s friend!
Chapter 23 tho!!!!
Sophie fawning over Keefe the entire chapter and finally realising her feelings
But also Ro leaving the chapter before
The Glimmer reveal
Like Rayni sounds so hot
Time to count how many people want to marry her
And that she doesn’t regret being in the Neverseen. Girlboss
Rayni is a girlboss
Say it with me, Rayni is a girlboss
Tiergan adopting all the gay kids
He is that meme of “how many kids do you have?” “Biologically, legally or emotionally?”
Tiergan is done with this hetro shit
He must want to quit teaching Sophie and Fitz at this point
The “Stop calling us Fitzphie!” Damn
Like dude you literally still have a crush on her…
Rayni is what made that book not boring
She made that meeting happen
Dex and Biana are totally dating but haven’t told anyone
You can’t convince me otherwise but their is chemistry between the 2, and it is getting spicy
Like they are getting along too well
Dexiana is sailing
Wylie stop being a fucking council stan
I am begging you Wylie!
Your dads taught you better
Btw, Tiergan and Prentice are the closest to canonically in love we will ever get!
Sophie snapping at Oralie
Dex must be there for that drama because damn, Sophie hates that girly
Just calm down a bit
And Sophie’s new attitude is slay
Marella putting gold in her hair
If that doesn’t tell you that she is head over heels in love with Linh then I don’t know what will
I ship it
Okay but the Jensi appearance
Sophie and Jensi besties
No, Sophie, Tam and Jensi as the new trio!
Jensi is gay tho, you can tell
Okay now the meeting! Rayni slay the day you absolute queen
Sophie with her entire plan
Rayni feeding Tam when his stomach growled will never be forgotten
The Trix and Rayni friendship
Tam stopping Sophie from having a panic attack because of Vespera!
Tam would honestly be an amazing friend
Trix outing Keefe for being fake with the Neverseen! Like Keefe is really an idiot
No but Maruca and her “is that true?”’s to Tam
Girly was shook
Sophie and Tam showing up to Dex’s in the middle of the night with a forbidden spy ball with ways to get Keefe back
Dex would’ve screamed
What if it was Juline that opened the door to Sophie and Tam?
Also Biana was missing
She literally just disappeared throughout that book
No but you can tell Sophie and Tam annoyed Dex so much while he was rigging the Spy ball
He wanted to slap them
Also Bex and Lex annoying them
Also poor Rex
Save Rex petition
I don’t like Shannon for that one
Then when they jumped out a window to flee to London and drag Keefe back
Sophie, Dex and Tam slayed
Then how Tam wishes Linh was there
Okay In the hotel, the “Foster?” As Sophie literally hug-tackled Keefe
Should’ve bitch slapped him tho
How Keefe was trying to take his shirt off for Tam, like you are gay
Dex standing there
Poor Dex
Also Tam just standing there
Poor Dex and Tam
Then them going back to Havenfeild
Edaline hugging Keefe!!!!
Also Keefe having presents ready to give to Sophie because of what he did
That’s what you get for running away
I want to see Sophie, Dex and Tam babysitting the triplets
Even Sophie and Dex babysitting them would be amazing
Oh my god, the kiss
The kiss guys
Sophie and Keefe finally kissed and Fitz was salty about it
Also both of them caring about each others feelings
Keefe calling Sophie “Sophie” during the confession
Fitz is salty
Like “You kissed him, you didn’t even kiss me” *wah wah wah*
Fitz is acting like a toddler that got his toy confiscated from him
Calm down dude
The damn hairpin was in Biana’s jewellery box, that was Biana’s plot point in the entire book at this point
Then Tam chaperoning Dex and Biana
He knew that Sokeefe happened so he had to move onto Dexiana
Keefe teasing Sophie
Like he really wants to kiss her in the moment
Then Keefe coming along with Sophie to make sure she is safe
That is like Sophie stopping Keefe from going to Ravagog in book 4
Sophie, Keefe, Marella, Maruca and Fitz at it
Gisela bowing up Vespera so she doesn’t have to confess her love for her
Taking notes
Then Elysian
Elysian neutrals
Like Damn girly, that cliffhanger…
And why hasn’t Ro came back yet…?
#kotlc#keeper of the lost cities#kotlc stellarlune#stellarlune#stellarlune spoilers#it was a wild ride
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RAMBLETIME 4 (I somehow have more)
We’re rambling about Brutux fellas!
This man needed so much goddamn explanation for his backstory that we just never got…
First off, he’s like, a fuckin gang leader. And that’s just completely glossed over.
HE RUNS A FUCKING GANG FOR BOOKS!!!
And he very clearly has a HUGE influence in the post-apocalyptic world. Like he created a whole monetary system based on credits and bartering. Where you can turn in treasures to him or others affiliated with the gang in turn for credits or goods.
Such as the bartender in the first episode. He mentions Sheriff not having enough credits to pay for food, so Sheriff gives him a rubber duck to pay for it. The bartender then tells him “But this doesn’t settle your debt with Brutux.” Then throws the duck into a vault.
When that vault is destroyed, and the bartender goes to Brutux to tell him that, Brutux sends him to the dungeons to be tortured. When Joe questions him about his decision he says, “I’m the biggest smuggler on this cheek. I can’t let anyone make a fool of me.”
So my guy is REALLY important in this world, and he knows it too. So why tf did he drop everything to join a ragtag team of people trying to make the impossible happen??
Honestly I headcannon that he’s actually still part of the gang, he’s still leading it while also being part of La Résistance.
It would be interesting to have seen a concept like this explored in the show, and to see Brutux reach out to his gang for help every now and then. Or for the others to question his true intentions, because everyone in this world likely knows of Brutux at the very least.
I also think he stuck around because of Dr. White. Cause that’s like his idol, and hanging out with him has probably been Brutux’s dream since he started reading.
When Brutux was a kid we know he was in a gang, I think his parents were also in a gang and that’s how he got affiliated with them in the first place. His parents probably died at some point and left him on his own, so he joined a ragtag kid gang. Then we know he created his own gang sometime after that when he fell in love with books. He kept growing that gang until the Big Fart, and then modified it to center more around finding artifacts than books. He gradually gained influence over the post-apocalyptic world, and that leaves us to the present day.
Now ima just move on to some basic headcannons that I don’t feel like writing paragraphs about:
- he tall fella (~6’2)
- has had several identity crises (both about his sexuality and his general existence)
- loves using big vocab words just bc he can
- taught himself French, Latin, Italian, and a little Greek
- has French heritage
- Has survived three assassination attempts, one of them left him without an eye.
- Always wanted to open a school, but the apocalypse crushed that dream
- writes in a diary (he starts every page with “dear diary”)
- is a homosexual
- he wears makeup, not a lot but enough
- loves listening to Dr. White talk about his hyperfixations
- might have a crush on Dr. White (he would never admit it)
Overall Brutux is a really interesting character. I just love the concept of him being a gang leader for the soul sake of getting books. I haven’t seen anything like that anywhere else, we usually get “tough guy but softie” or something like that. But Brutux isn’t a softie, he’s a tough guy, he just likes books.
He isn’t judged for it either, except by Sheriff, but I don’t think Sheriff can even read in the first place…
He’s also a theatre kid, and like, I love that. He’s a big guy who loves dancing around a stage essentially playing pretend and that just fits him so well. <3
Unrelated but in the episode “Grandma’s Cookbook” Brutux pretends to be a french girl while shirtless?? And like, Ms. Paper just goes with it?? I mean, ally Ig slay
Ok I think that’s all I got :D
( @spinningbagel I GOTCHU HOMIE TAKE SOME HEADCANNONS!!)
#mutant busters#brutux#brutux mutant busters#he so silly#I love this one too#AH#<3#ramble time#demonguy rambles
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