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It's sad, but also very fascinating when thinking about the values all of the adults in this story exhibit. What we consider negligible of Susan and Charles is "minding their own business" to them, because it takes place in the early 1970s. We're encouraged to speak up more if we notice something is wrong with the people around us, but back then? They needed after-school special episodes in sit-com TV shows to teach them that. In fact, the time period of these events have a huge impact on the choices these characters have made, and it makes the outcome all the more tragic as we see just how things could have been avoided more in present day.
Divorce rates increased throughout the United States around the time Linda Thompson would have left Felix, and this same decade saw a spike in alcohol consumption. The use of seat belts was insanely low before it became mandatory in 1985 for Michigan specifically. It's likely that, on top of Felix driving under the influence, Edd and Molly weren't properly buckled in on the ride home.
This story is so fitting for the decade Martin Walls set it in, and that is so terrifying, because it makes me question whether I would have done anything differently in the characters' shoes.
I think it's just really sad that Charles and Susan were thinking about telling Jack and Rosie about Felix's addiction and didn't, or at least tried to put it off, therefore being one of if not the main factor that contributes to the death or ed and molly and aergo the whole walten files story I mean...
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Listen, Martin
Has your nightmarish series given me more paranoia of being attacked by a rogue animatronic hiding in my bedroom closet late at night than Freddy Fazbear? Yes.
Have you pushed me to the brink of insanity after your latest update? Sure.
And should I even be partaking in analog horror as someone with an extensive history of generalized anxiety? Absolutely not.
But this? This is perfection.
#the walten files#twf banny#the walten files banny#whos that wonderful girl?#could she be any cuter?#I just love how derpy she is#look at this dumbass rabbit#she's like if a potato were a robot#and susan woodings is wonderful fight me#martin walls
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The Amazing Digital Circus
is pretty good! I'm not quick to call it a masterpiece, but I won't dismiss the clear passion that the creators have put into it. The voice acting was spot-on, and the animation looks a bit odd but it's not off-putting. The character designs look intentionally doughy as opposed to lazy for the sake of saving money, which the smooth motions when characters walk or jump more than make up for. I think anyone who appreciates childish humor would like it, because the pilot was filled with cute jokes that I hope stay in future episodes. I'm a little lost on the premise, to be honest, given they glossed over the "headset" that transported Pomni to the circus, but this is just the beginning of the show, and I'm looking forward to finding out how she got there!
And Ragatha's adorable. She has twizzler hair, and I love it. I'll admit there are a few characters I'm not too fond of, like Kinger or that bubble, but Jax and Gangle have great personalities. I know Jax received very mixed reactions from people, but in my opinion, he has a fun dynamic with most of the others, and I'm excited to see more of it.
I'll say that it should be given a chance just like Murder Drones, but don't go crazy if someone has criticism. It's posted on the internet, and the public can have different opinions without getting chased. Also, good work so far, Gooseworx!
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I did not come on here to be immediately called out like this... but yes.
Just so y’all know: I can’t speak for every other fic author but I can say that I remember when people leave me kind comments. I recognize your urls and/or usernames on AO3. I remember you and sometimes in writing my fics I think to myself, “Oh, I hope this person sees this because they liked x in this other fic I did.”
Not only that—I go back and reread comments when I’m feeling low. I look at tags and reblogs and asks and wish I could hold them in my hand like a note from a friend on an old, torn piece of notebook paper.
Your comments have so much more impact than you know. So thanks to those who use the comment section to spread love and encouragement. We appreciate you.
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It’s Time I Come Clean
It is unfortunate to announce that I have lost my Danganronpa hyperfixation. I started losing interest for quite a while, but I figured I would still be passionate about it since it was my longest obsession.
I’ve lost interested in a ton of other games or TV shows, but Danganronpa was very special to me, and I don’t know, I’m just more sad that I don’t like it as I used to. Maybe I’m overexaggerating, but it’s like I lost a piece of myself this time around.
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Hey, that’s me!! Honestly, your comments have helped fuel my motivation to keep writing, among others that I also appreciate greatly. Super happy that you like my work! <3
Fic recommendation of the week!
This week I really didn't read much so today I'm only recommending Are we filming?, a crossover between Encanto and the backrooms.
After a time of disappearance, Pepa is reappearing in the Encanto. The family will follow her journey through a camera who were filming her and the other people who disappeared.
If I must say, I love how the backrooms are portrayed and how Delly uses what we know of the backrooms for Pepa's adventures. I like too how I got attached to the other people who arrived in it as the same time than Pepa.
Without saying that the thing with the camera is really well-used!
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This was bugging me all day
and I refuse to let it go just yet, because it’s so ironic.
Yes, I spent yet another day obsessing over Pepa Madrigal--sue me--but I kept thinking about the moment she yelled “what did you do?!” at Mirabel after the disaster of a dinner proposal, and how much people disliked her for it. I think it’s because a lot of these folks relate so much to Mirabel, but because I’m more like Pepa, I see it entirely from her point of view.
Okay, imagine you were already stressed out about getting ready for your oldest niece’s engagement at dinner, and your youngest niece asks you about your brother, that everyone knows you’re supposed to avoid discussing, RIGHT BEFORE you need to go out and be calm and happy around guests so your mother won’t be upset with you. She’s stressing you out more, and you tell her point blank “drop it, leave it alone, it’s for the best”.
You’re at dinner, your niece is being all weird because she’s a weirdo teenager (whom you love but seriously why does she play an accordion?) and suddenly, your husband’s whispering in your ear that she did the one thing you told her not to do. Everyone’s freaking out, your mom’s probably going to be mad that you rained on all of the food so no one can finish eating, and the house is breaking apart.
And in response to all of this, she goes “What did you do?!” Not even chewing Mirabel out for defying her, just a quick burst of anger that, quite honestly, is justified if you didn’t follow Mirabel around all day like the audience did. What makes it ironic is that Pepa’s issue is Alma constantly policing how she’s supposed to feel throughout the whole film, and then people online see her get upset for two seconds and flip their lids because she raised her voice during an emotionally-driven scene.
And that is what I thought about all day while I was at work, instead of, like, working.
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Guess Who’s Going To Church
So, my little brother really wants me to go to church, and because I’m a total softy for him, I gave in. I told him I’ll give it a chance, since he just wants me to feel better spiritually and I know church is very helpful to him. The one he goes to is very accepting of his special needs, and genuinely seems like it’s full of nice people, but I live in a different state and not sure how it’ll go. We’ll see!
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I’m Going To Defend A Headcanon
More specifically, a headcanon that literally no one has criticized or judged me for. To be honest, I just want to delve further into it.
So, there was a post I made a while ago about the other riders getting to know the twins better by observing their quirks and such, and I included a personal HC where Tuffnut has ADHD while Ruffnut is on the autistic spectrum. I think it’s fitting that the two closest people in the whole franchise are both neurodivergent, but with different types. As someone who’s neurodivergent herself, it’s the greatest sense of irony.
But while they both get easily distracted or hyper, Tuffnut seems to struggle more with paying attention and remembering things, especially plans. Ruffnut, on the other hand, tends to exhibit her emotions differently from the rest of the characters, even her twin. I found this GIF above to be a good example, where she’s happy Heather is here, but doesn’t register the tension in the air as she welcomes her back in a way that can be interpreted as threatening. Hand on the wall and face up close, like she may have difficulty with personal space.
Tuffnut is probably the most physically expressive character, if not second to Snotlout (the drama king we all love). He literally communicates with his body as much as he talks with his mouth, his hands move constantly and he likes to pace a lot when he has an idea. Speaking of ideas, he shows an impulse to share his own before they’re fleshed out, which while it adds to the comedy, also gives us insight that he has a hard time thinking things through when he’s excited.
And Ruffnut has sensory issues, you can’t convince me otherwise. She stims with her braids by tugging on them or stroking them, and she’s been shown to enjoy pain more than Tuffnut, which may elude to harmful stimming. And even though she’s claimed to be allergic to fish, I don’t really believe her. I think that because sensory issues weren’t ever commonly discussed or studied in the era of the movies, her reaction to the texture could’ve been summed up as just a food allergy. Because, come on, if Ruffnut was actually allergic to seafood like fish on an island whose main agricultural resource is fish, uhhhh she’d be dead. Coincidentally, she admitted to not liking the idea of chewing her own food when she was twelve. It has to be a texture issue.
This post is nothing short of a mess, but I had to type out these thoughts somewhere. If there’s anything else I didn’t mention, I’m totally open to hearing others’ opinions on this. The twins are just super interesting to me, is all.
#httyd#httyd headcanon#headcanon#thorston twins#the twins give off ND vibes#ruffnut#tuffnut#ruff and tuff
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Sometimes, I Need Help Becoming Self-Aware
I was venting about family drama to my friend earlier, and she brought it to my attention that my older cousin’s first instinct to punch people who irritate him isn’t normal, and neither is my aunt’s parenting style to coddle my younger cousin the way she does.
That’s not the revelation, though. I was already kind of suspicious all of that was atypical. The revelation I had was that THIS is why I’m hyperfixated on Encanto. I’m watching a family deal with a plethora of issues that they can’t talk about for fear of destroying everything they have together until it blows up in their faces anyway by a big, emotional argument that’s long overdue... and my own family does this annually. Sometimes every few months. We even have a list of things we’re not supposed to talk about (which I talk about to all my friends because I’m a little shit).
And, honest to God, I’m the Pepa in my family because people will throw me under the bus for anything and, no, I’m NOT over the massive amount of hate dumped on her character when all she did was get annoyed by Mirabel being an annoying teenager-
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My Uncle Died Today
And hallelujah, it’s about time! My whole family is celebrating with drinks in different states because we’re all finally free from him. Friendly reminder that it’s okay to hate a family member and feel joy when they’re no longer around. He was incredibly verbally abusive to my aunt and cousins, and manipulative in court to weasel out of thousands of child support for years. While I’m surprised it took him this long to kick the bucket, I wouldn’t rule out some supernatural deal with the Devil that allowed him to torment us for long as he had. Fuck him, and today was great <3
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Thorston Twins Headcanon at 2AM
It’s a little past 1:30 in the morning, but I just thought of this fun idea and wanted to type it out before I can sleep.
What if the other riders picked up on subtle patterns Ruffnut and Tuffnut showed throughout the years? Maybe Astrid’s an insomniac, so she’ll spend many nights watching over the group and notices the twins change sleeping positions on a regular basis.
On normal nights, they’ll maintain light physical contact with one another, like interlocking their fingers to know the other is present. If they had an unresolved fight, they sleep with their backs to each other, and if one of them is remorseful, they’ll face their sibling. When they feel unsafe or stressed, they cuddle, and after waking up so close to one another, they’ll start fighting as a way of “regaining their honor”.
Maybe there’s a time in which Fishlegs prepares a meal and plates everything, but Ruff and Tuff will immediately start exchanging sides, like she gives him her fish and he scrapes half of his fruit onto her plate in return. The two of them seem to have a system for any food combination imaginable, because they’ll do this during every meal and without speaking a single word.
And I love the idea that the twins are neurodivergent, but with different disorders (personally, I’m into Tuff having ADHD while Ruff is autistic, but that’s just my preference) and what if Hiccup catches onto their thought process for once? It seems like everyone else often struggled to understand what the twins were thinking when they came up with their own plans, but there could be an instance where Hiccup actually understands the connections they made and why they thought of something, and is like “holy crap, that makes sense!” Afterwards, he starts taking more time to reflect on their ideas before reacting, to see if he can connect the dots the way they did. This one is mostly just myself projecting my own elation when someone at school or work would tell me “I see what you mean,” after such a long time of not being fully understood.
I think while Snotlout has known them longer than any of the others, he’s also kinda dumb and wouldn’t bother psychoanalyzing them the way Fishlegs or Hiccup would. So he’ll see them constantly distract themselves with pranks and dangerous stunts when everybody else confronts serious problems, and pay it no mind until it’s finally drastic. Let’s say the group escaped a terrible hostage situation, and the twins wake up the next morning suddenly pretending nothing happened. The others could be really upset or frustrated that they’re, once again, taking things lightly, but Snotlout finally puts two and two together and concludes, “Oh, this is a coping mechanism. You both have probably been fully aware of every big issue we’ve dealt with, and joking around helped you handle the stress.” THAT’S when he starts to take notice in how they behave; pranks are an attempt to distract others, jokes are meant to distract themselves, and dares are intended to distract each other.
This is all leading up to my opinion that Ruffnut and Tuffnut deserve more attention. What’s that, they’re the central focus of many fanfictions and are high in the popularity polls? No, more attention. All of the attention.
#httyd headcanon#httyd#how to train your dragon#ruffnut#tuffnut#ruff and tuff#thorston twins#the twins give off ND vibes
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Nothing To See Here, Just Some Thorston Twins HCs
1. Even though Ruffnut calls Tuffnut her “baby brother” when he faked his own death, I like to believe they take turns being the first-born. Imagine they were born into chaos, where their mother passes out before she can see the birthing order and the only mid-wife dies of a heart attack while she’s still out cold. Literally no one in the world knows which of them was born first.
2. Their family loves to gamble, to the point that the Thorstons were known as the richest clan of Berk for two weeks and then lost everything the following day. This is how the twins adopted the mindset of “if you feel lucky, go for it” in everything they do. If they fail, they might win later anyway.
3. Technically, they have a secret language between themselves. But Ruffnut likes to make a bunch of random-ass noises to confuse everyone around her, and Tuffnut is still working on deciphering what his sister tries to communicate to him.
4. They’re the best at distractions on missions, whether as live bait or utilizing their expertise on explosions. They’re the worst at interrogation, however, as they often forget what questions they were supposed to ask. On several occasions, it devolved into Tuffnut breaking down into an existential crisis while Ruffnut used the torture devices on herself out of boredom.
5. They tie for being the second youngest out of the Dragon Riders. I don’t know why, exactly, but I like the idea that everyone’s birth order is Snotlout, Astrid, Hiccup, Ruff/Tuff, and Fishlegs. It just feels right, you know?
6. The first time they were ever separated for a day was when they were six years old. Ruffnut was sick and Tuffnut was forced to attend school alone. By lunch, he’d convinced himself that Ruffnut was just an imaginary friend who disappeared forever because he grew out of it, and screamed bloody murder when he returned home to find her sleeping in their shared bed. If he gets delirious enough, he’ll go back to thinking his sister is an apparition.
7. Ruffnut has a bucket list solely dedicated to pranks, which includes selling her cousin, Gruffnut, to pirates. She once bonded with Fishlegs over an interest in the expansive flora around Berk, only for him to learn that she used his own knowledge of toxic berries to poison him at dinner that very night. She’s never been trusted to forage for food by herself ever since.
8. Tuffnut has secretly threatened, either directly or indirectly, every boy his sister has so much as implied to have a crush on. At one point, Snotlout found him about to cave in a fisherman’s skull with a mace because a twelve-year-old Ruffnut said he was “kind of cute.”
#how to train your dragon#httyd#tuffnut#ruffnut#ruff and tuff#thorston twins#headcanon#httyd headcanon
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Rediscovered How To Train Your Dragon, and wrote this instead of continuing the fics people actually want to read
Another sticky finger jabbed Snotlout's back, smearing a booger across his vest as he heard a chorus of obnoxious giggles erupting behind him. He tried to ignore Ruffnut and Tuffnut all day, after failing to hide from them through the village. They were smaller, being little more than a year younger than himself, but they were much faster, and running away only prompted them to tackle him into the dirt. One of them swatted at his rear with a sharp stick, and the laughter continued.
The boy spun around to glare at the twins, "Will you two knock it off?! Leave me alone!"
"No," the little girl replied gleefully, her short braids swaying in tandem with the shake of her head. The stick in her hands was longer, and looked heavier than he expected.
Her brother bounced on the balls of his feet, "Yeah, no!"
Snotlout rolled his eyes and slipped into his uncle's house, slamming the front door in the kids' faces before they could follow him inside. They knocked on the door while he threw open the ice box for leftover jerky, and to his relief, the noise ceased by the time Stoick leaned his head around the corner.
"You wanna tell me why you're making such a ruckus in my house, boy?"
“It wasn’t me, it was the twins,” Snotlout groaned, "Are all the Thorstons as annoying as those two?"
"Ah, I should have expected. You know, I'm proud of you for staying with them while their mother is at work. They stay out of trouble when they’re around you."
"I don't have a choice," he grumbled, shutting the ice box closed, "They just won't take a hint and buzz off! Ugh, no wonder their dad left."
"Hey," Stoick's hand slapped the back of his nephew's head, "I don't want to hear that again, Snotlout, understand?"
"Sorry, sir."
"No, I mean it," he said, before pulling the boy outside by his ear. Snotlout blinked, surprised to see there was no one waiting for them when Stoick dragged him down the front steps. The stick Ruffnut had been carrying lay abandoned in the grass, but he wasn’t given a chance to pick it up as the Chief tugged him along until they reached the middle of the village.
“Do you see what I see out there?” Stoick asked, gesturing to several families playing near the docks. A couple of children sat on a man’s boots while he walked, and some fathers tossed their sons into the water.
“Yeah, I see that stuff all the time.”
Stoick bent his back to lean in close to the seven-year-old, “So do they. Don’t you think it hurts them to watch the other children with fathers, knowing they don’t have one themselves? Do you even know why he left?”
Snotlout shrugged, his shoulders sagging lower ashamedly, “I heard some people talking about how bad they act all the time. Isn’t that why?”
“Some folks around here are wary of the twins because they’re twins. The coward left his family out of superstition. It was never their fault.”
He started to feel queasy as the villagers went about their day, blissfully unaware of his guilty conscience that made his stomach churn. Turning around to walk back to the house with Stoick, he spotted an angry, middle-aged woman berating Ruffnut and Tuffnut while she hauled them forward. While Ruffnut argued back and resisted the painful grip around her small wrist, Tuffnut pathetically wiped at the tears running down his cheeks and tried to hide his face behind his long, blonde hair.
“Chief, please do something about the changelings!” she screeched, “They knocked over all of the wool I needed to make new sweaters for the cold weather-”
“It was a accident!” Ruffnut protested, “We said sorry!”
“Apologies from you two are nothing more than a trick to make us catch our deaths! You ruined my materials so everyone would freeze! You want all of Berk to perish!”
Tuffnut sniffled, “I don’t wanna kill people.”
“Of course you do, you little monsters,” she hissed in his face.
“Okay, okay, I’ll take it from here, Lambbush,” Stoick took their hands into his own and waited for the woman to storm off before leading the three children to his home. Snotlout trailed behind, and noticed the dirty looks many of the adults sent the twins as they walked past. He never paid much attention to other people, and wondered if Ruffnut and Tuffnut were just as unaware as he was. When they arrived back at the house, he sat beside them on the couch while his uncle flopped onto the rocking chair near the fireplace.
“Do you both remember what I told you the last time this happened?” Stoick asked.
Tuffnut leaned his head on his sister’s shoulder, “Pay attention…”
“...and apologize,” she finished.
“Do either of you want to explain why you weren’t paying attention?”
When Ruffnut stayed quiet, the boy said, “Ruff got sad ‘cause Astrid and her dad were having fun, and I thought I could make her feel better. She always gets happy when we dance together, but I fell, and all the wool got dirty. Then the lady started yelling at us.”
“And we said sorry, but she didn’t care! She wanted us to get in trouble!” she lifted her knees to her chin and tucked her face into her legs, “We get in trouble no matter what. Nobody likes us.”
On impulse, Snotlout blurted out, “That’s not true.”
“Yes it is. Everyone’s mad when we’re around.”
“Except mom,” Tuffnut added.
Ruffnut shrunk into a tighter ball, “Even though we made our dad go away. He didn’t like us, neither.”
“Then we can all share my dad!” Snotlout puffed out his chest, “I have the best dad on the whole island, and you can be my little siblings, too.”
“Really?” Tuffnut’s eyes widened, and his lips turned upwards into a hopeful smile.
“Yup! But that means you guys have to do whatever I say, since I’m the big brother.”
Ruffnut lifted her head to look at him with a deadpan expression, “Or what?”
“Or else you’ll get in trouble with Dad, and that’s the worst thing to ever happen!”
He told them story after story, regaling the tales of his adventures where he slayed dragons, wrestled beasts, and conquered entire ships of bloodthirsty pirates. Thinking back, he should have expected their overreaction upon meeting Spitelout. Ruffnut managed to sink her sharp, crooked teeth into his meaty forearm before the boy could even open his mouth.
“I can’t believe he didn’t send the three of you out to sea on a plank of wood for that,” Astrid laughed from across the table. In celebration of Snotlout’s eighteenth birthday, he and his friends were drinking the night away in the pub, where the twins began sharing childhood memories of him.
Tuffnut pushed his empty glass aside, “Trust me, he wanted to, but our mom convinced him to just keep us in the chicken coop for the rest of the day.”
“I actually forgot all about that,” Snotlout said, “How’d you remember? Your memory’s the worst out of everyone I know!”
Ruffnut punched his arm with a grin, “Like we’d ever forget our own brother.”
#how to train your dragon#httyd#fanfiction#fanfic#httyd fanfiction#oops#but im not sorry#fatherless behavior
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If You’ve Heard Bostonians, You Know
The Boston accent would cause the most trouble if it were ever in Encanto. I’ve struggled to understand what my own mother says, so a village in a different country probably wouldn’t fare any better.
Bostonian at dinner: Can someone pass the peppah (pepper)?
Luisa: Yeah, sure *Throws Pepa across the room*
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I Discovered A Treasure
And it’s called “Ride The Cyclone” by Brooke Maxwell and Jacob Richmond. Holy crap, I couldn’t stop listening to the soundtrack all week and Annapantsu made a banger of a cover on “The Ballad of Jane Doe” on YouTube.
I love all of the characters; Ocean’s hilarious and gets a good redemption, Constance is great when she stands up for herself and finally sings as the lead, Mischa and Noel are absolutely adorable together--whether you read their bond as a close friendship or something more romantic, it’s cute no matter what--Ricky’s song about space cats came out of NOWHERE but I’m here for it, and Jane Doe stole the show because of Emily Rohm’s performance.
They really are written like teenagers, too, with funny references that don’t sound like they’re trying too hard to be relatable. I keep smiling maniacally at work because a quote will suddenly pop into my head like Mischa calling red-headed Ocean “little orphan a-hole” in his Ukrainian accent or Constance singing “I hope I wiped my browser history clean” when she realizes she died.
Though, sadly, I have to say that while I adore this play, it can’t surpass “Next To Normal” by Brian Yorkey and Tom Kitt as my number one favorite musical. If you haven’t listened to the soundtracks of either of these, I highly recommend as long as you’re okay with dark themes like death. There’s... There’s a lot of that, haha.
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I Don’t Know Where This Came From (Hello Puppets Edition)
One second I was writing and the next, I’m thinking of an AU where Mortimer’s in charge of the other puppets as human foster kids. THAT just came out of left field, but I’m willing to roll with it since I don’t want to lie in bed awake for another hour.
Now, I already have an established Human AU where the puppets are “performers” for the television show and Owen is simply their director, not their creator. I call them performers because they’re actors for the show, but I made Riley and Nick an actual scientist and artist that delve into that aspect of their careers when not on-set. So, they’re not acting when it comes to their qualifications, if that makes sense. Wait, I had a point to this... oh yeah! I made their ages at the start of the show’s run 60 for Mortimer, 26 for Daisy, 24 for Nick, and 22 for Riley. I wanted her to be kind of the baby of the group since Nick has some serious middle child energy and Daisy seems to be way more motherly than the others, making her the oldest sister, you know? Not to mention the thought of the younger sibling being the smartest in the family is both hilarious and sad.
If they’re children in this new AU, their ages could be Mortimer in his forties with the other three at 13, 11, and 9. Then Harper (or Scout) could come later as the new youngest sibling, and she just rocks the boat for everyone. Nick could recruit her to help him torment Riley, Mortimer can’t find anything in his study because she keeps rearranging his stuff when she goes in there to play, and Daisy straight up forbids her from going into the kitchen. I’m talking a “Banned for Life” poster on the fridge.
Wait... this is just Horsin’ Around from Bojack Horseman...
Oh well, it was fun while it lasted lol
#hello puppets#mortimer handee#daisy danger#nick nack#riley ruckus#scout hello puppets#human au#im tired#nyquil time
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