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"Nonono! It's fine!" Except Goose has to pause as Quentin further explains the situation. ". . . Three days of clothes isn't gonna cut it, is it?" They don't consider that this is a mental break he's going through. For all his crazy schemes and reclusive behavior, Goose trusts Quentin completely. "Can I get clothes there? Obviously in the books they were never naked. Everything else, um. . . I'll make do."

It takes less than a minute to grab the duffles. One bag is Goose's and the other is Gizmo's. When the dog comes running back, tennis ball in mouth, they pick it up and stuff it in their hoodie pocket. "We gotta work Gizmo! C'mon! Lets go to work!"

Once Gizmo's gear is on Goose takes a moment to look around the apartment. This is a bad idea. Yet its exhilarating to do something so spontaneous, with Quentin no less. Mom will understand eventually. Its not like they're going off without their medical stuff. Although Fillory probably doesn't have the sort of hospital they're used to.

"I'm trust you on this Q," Goose starts, "so I'm ready. Where do we go from here?"

it's guilt racking, to know that goose is in danger because of him. the beast had somehow dug far enough into his life to find them and to make sure that quentin knew. the last thing he could ever want would be to see his best friend hurt. especially if he could stop it.

"i'm not a criminal," he explains. "i'll help you pack if you need, but we need to move quick," quentin adds on. "it's hard to explain what kind of trouble i'm in - but you have to trust me that i'm telling you the truth and not having a break from reality when i say that i'm taking you to fillory."

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The shock of seeing their long lost best friend in this state is disconcerting. Goose can't articulate a response beyond unintelligible stammering. Gizmo however keeps bapping his paw against their arm. An alert to their heightening anxiety. "You're back. . ." They finally get hit with the seriousness of what he's said, stepping back in shock. "Where? I have too much to grab. And what danger are you even in?! If you've become a criminal what the hell caused it?!"

Gizmo's resorted to barking up at them. Alright, alright; they put him down and he bolts off. ". . . I guess I have a bag of emergency stuff I can take."

"Quentin?" Goose holds Gizmo in their arms to keep the dog from running out the door. "Hasn't it been years? Did I even tell you where I moved?! Whats going on?!" ( @hollowichor ) gif cred.

quentin hates that he's showing up like this - out of the blue, without even a call or text of forewarning. things have gotten out of hand with, well, everything, really. but importantly, and most especially, with the beast. "i'm sorry, goose -" and really, he is. " - but i need you to come with me. you and gizmo. because of me, you're in danger."

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The name Polly for a dog screams 'we're a boring hetero couple.' But Amelia knows to put aside the judgement. A dog is missing. Looking between the man's wife and him, she finds herself unsure how to proceed. Animal rescue isn't her strong suit. Helping kids is close when it comes to wrangling both an animal and a toddler. But this isn't that situation.

"Pets? Ah. . . Not technically." Sure, she's training a pup to become a therapy dog. But Flora isn't a pet. She can't get attached. "Used to have them growing up. But never got one after college." The man's nonchalant attitude is off-putting. His dog is missing and he's out here chatting her up? Fucking weird. "Hey, which way did you last see Polly? We should start there."

Honestly Amelia doesn't have much time to spend out here anyway. Flora needs to be taken to the groomer. Then she has sessions with complex kids the rest of her work day. At some point she'll have to back out of this situation.

"Does she come back on command? Or do we need to grab treats or a toy?"

He swiveled his head, making eye contact with a woman and waved. Naturally, she waved back. Paul's mouth pursed into a smile. They were such idiots. All it would take for them to fall down a rabbit hole they could not escape was for one man to smile at them. Not without him offering a ladder or the hand that held a hunting knife. His eyes briefly return to her, capitalizing on the fear of losing his wife's cherished puppy. “The one squinting? That’s her. She usually wears her glasses, though,” utters Paul, shrugging his shoulders as he turned his head to the right.

Drooping over his shoulder was the unfastened leash. While being ready was a good thing, Paul believed that having a plan—not just a preparedness plan, but a strategy for every possible contingency—was preferable. Knowing a client’s wish before they would even speak of it. “Her name is Polly, she’s a rescue and my wife is quite infatuated with her.” His hand moved to the back of his pocket, taking out a picture, crumbled, dirt ridding the edges as though he had folded it one hundred times. Just a bit of vinegar to blur it and, then wax finished the trick. “How about you? Any pets at home?” 

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Hmm, she doubts so many things. The lasting effects of her father's abuse. Pets are a beloved part of any family. But she remembers the stranger danger lessons from second grade. People offer candy or the sight of a soft puppy. Then they grab you and hold you down in the car. After that, you're done for.

"I haven't seen a lab. Uhm, what does your wife look like?" There's a decent amount of dogs and people around. Enough so that she's unsure what all she's seen. Big dogs, small dogs, howling dogs. It all blends together. A jeweled collar? Maybe there was one she'd seen. "I can help look for your dog for a bit. Unfortunately I have some place to be soon though."

Amelia starts scanning the immediate area for any sign of a lab. None of the dogs roaming about match the description. The meadow's huge and parts are overgrown. No movement in the weeds. "Where did you last see her? Oh, and what's her name?"

❥ @hollowichor [  𝙰𝚂𝙺 𝙱𝙾𝚇  ] : sent “Get the hell away from me."

He didn’t have it within him to resist, and how could he? It all started with her and today, Paul assumed it would end with her, too. His feet cautiously drag across the meadow's dirt, squeezing the chilly wind between his teeth. He did have his colleague on the phone an hour earlier after he’d come from the appointment with the bank, luckily for him, bringing no red numbers. They were still on the legal side, which gave them a little headstart before they would meet with the network at the end of the month. 

If Paul closed his eyes tightly enough, he could still hear her scream and the slashing of her throat as the wire finally dug through her flesh and the way her eyes had widened at him. She, too, had a striking similarity to her. Just that, this was not Anna—at least not yet. Holding a palm to his heart, he shook his head.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to creep up on you but I’ve lost my dog,” he pointed at the other end of the vacant meadow, where people vanished into indistinguishable dots. “My wife’s down there, looking for her.” He chuckles and draws his lip between with teeth with a charming grin. “I mean no harm, I was just wondering whether you’ve seen her. Knee height, she’s a lab, has a shiny collar with jewels on it?” 

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"Soft and cute. and, well. . . Foxy." Even saying the word in relation to herself makes her blush. Perhaps she is foxy in a way. Eunjae brings it out in her, the brattiness and noise. "Oh those are all good ideas," she muses. "Lavender and grey is such a pretty combo! Of course I still have it. I wouldn't throw anything you like away." Box in hand, she stands up and pecks his cheek. "I have a cute idea."

Luna rushes to her room giggling. He's given her a gift. So she'll become a little gift for him. The lingerie set sits in a special drawer with other things she doesn't wear often. Its buttery soft, sheer and made of a lace full of tiny flowers. She gets why Eunjae likes it. She feels beautiful in it.

After finishing the rest of her surprise she peeks out to where Eunjae is. "Shut your eyes!" She calls out. "Sit down too." Once he's sat down Luna tiptoes over and sits on his lap. "Okay, open your eyes."

She's dressed in the lingerie with a cream sweater over it, tail attached and ears atop her head. The sweater gives a tease of the underwear as it bunches up around her hips. Her hands are bundled up in the sweater sleeves as she half hides her face behind them. "I'm your gift for the night, as thanks for the ears and tail. Feel free to unwrap me how you'd like."

Once she grabs the box he leans forward, arms folded over the back of the couch to watch her open it. He knew she’d be excited. It’s one of his favorite parts of giving her things, the moments before and just after she sees them.

Her joy is contagious and he finds himself laughing softly too. “See you what way, soft and cute?” He reaches out to tap one of the ears gently, then ruffle fingers through her hair a moment after. She absolutely is adorable. He takes the question seriously though, thinking it over for a few seconds. “Hm. A sundress could look nice with the ears. Or a sweater with longer sleeves? Or maybe…” There’s that look in his eyes again. “Do you still have that lace set I like? The lavender one.”

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Head cocked with curiosity, Luna reaches for the smaller package. She hesitates. There's only a few things that package could be. Of course she'll love whatever is in it! The other package simply intrigues her more. "Gimme!" She exclaims as she swipes the bigger box away. "You know how to impress me so. . . So its easier!"

Upon opening the box she starts giggling. "Eunjae-ya!" She croons. "I had no idea you'd ever want to see me this way! Its adorable!" Immediately the ears go atop her head. "What should I wear this with? Grey's such a good color too."

“Hm. I was going to start off small...” A little gold wrapped bottle containing her favorite perfume is dangled in front of her before he pulls it back. “You know, before I moved on to something bigger…” And there’s the larger box, containing nestled in its case a fluffy grey fox tail and equally fluffy ears on a headband, picked out just for her. “You pick which to open first, since you’re so hard to impress.” He narrows his eyes with a head shake to mock the phrase playfully.

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Luna's curled up on the couch watching mindless TV. But when Eunjae announces his trip she turns and lays her head on the couch back to look at him. "Oh?" Coy eyes stare him down in hopes of figuring out what he's found. Mischief doesn't go unnoticed or unreciprocated. She shrugs off her own excitement, feigning disinterest. "Try to impress me. We'll see how things go."

“So, I went shopping the other day…” His tone is far too innocent and casual for what he’s alluding to, but the look in his eyes is nothing short of mischievous. “Bought some things just for you. Wanna see?”

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'We're bring you to Fillory.'

Goose already had a bag packed. It's foolish to run away to a magical land when one has a feeding tube attached and medications to take. At least it is without a supply. Mom will understand their disappearance. They're going on a trip with friends, that's all. Q or Eliot can come by and get more stuff if needed. The only question is whether or not Gizmo is coming. And the only answer is 'yes.'

The little service dog knows they're leaving the house. He's already by the door, sitting under where his harness hangs. His paws can't stop moving as he taps excitedly on the floor. Any pet dog might whine and cry to go out. Gizmo simply stares and wiggles around.

"Hey lil bud," Goose coos. "Ready for an adventure? Cos we're about to go on a big one." On goes his harness, the leash is clipped on, and Goose grabs his own supply bag. "Q's coming! Yeahhhh you remember Q! We're gonna go on a trip with him! Aren't you excited? Lets work!"

Underneath all their excitement lays a distinct rift of fear. Quentin's not talked a lot about what happened. But he's given some information and its terrifying. Another world, magic, a beast that's ravaging Brakebills. A beast that knows they exist and wants them to die so Quentin suffers. This is not the play they wanted a part in.

[sent] Hey. Q's almost here right? I'm ready.

Send 📱 for five texts my muse didn't send yours, and one that they did

[unsent] you should be student at brakebills so q can stop missing you

[unsent] go ooose i am BLASTED

[unsent] video message of quentin infodumping about fillory.

[unsent] do i get cell reception in fillory?

[unsent] margo is being such a bitch

[sent] we're bringing you to fillory. q is on his way to get you.

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i'm gonna come back to this blog i promise!

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Artworks by Mu Pan

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one of the best things to happen for developing kanya was starting to watch things from bnk48 and cgm48. both groups do stuff that includes thai culture and especially cgm does a lot of stuff with traditional thai music and traditional thai fashion. while i'm sure its still sort of tpop-ified to fit the idol music genre it's helped me figure out how i want kanya's outfits to look!

also traditional thai fashion is so pretty.

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. . . am i. . . am i shadowbanned?

how do you check?!

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Character Headcanon Generator . Imi edition.

Imi can play the kazoo.

Imi does intricate and expensive cosplays.

Imi has not showered in two and a half weeks.

Imi has a roblox account.

stolen from @tapalslegacy

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like/reblog/comment for a starter! please tell me which muse you'd like or i won't be able to make one.

also: multis please lemme know which of your muses you'd like it for.

THIS IS ESPECIALLY FOR NEW FOLLOWERS/PEOPLE I HAVEN'T WRITTEN A LOT WITH.

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like/reblog/comment for a starter! please tell me which muse you'd like or i won't be able to make one.

also: multis please lemme know which of your muses you'd like it for.

THIS IS ESPECIALLY FOR NEW FOLLOWERS/PEOPLE I HAVEN'T WRITTEN A LOT WITH.

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writing that headcanon made me insanely dysphoric which was not anticipated. don't get me wrong i love writing kanya and i am happy to learn more about trans women's experiences. however since i'm transmasc/bigender and my dysphoria depends on which gender is more prominent that day it can be an emotionally taxing task.

so i'm gonna be on jay's blog for a bit, probably trying to finish drafts and asks.

check 'em out at @cripplemagics or go see the weird dump of a sideblog i have about their story and world at @cripplelegends .

and go learn more about queer experiences outside your own! not just now during pride month but every month!!