#Best spacebat

[tropicalcryptid]

Ok so She-Ra pulled such a great hat trick with Hordak's characterization, and I LOVE it

One of my favorite things about 2018 She-Ra is Hordak's story and development (and Entrapdak cough but that's not the point of this particular post), and the cleverest thing is that so much of it is actually being set up and told to us in seasons 1 and 2 before we even realize that that's what's happening.

When we first see Hordak in the show, he's giving "generic evil overlord" vibes. Garden-variety baddie. Maybe a little more reasonable than some and clearly capable of long-term thinking, but that just serves to make him intimidating. Everything about him--the way he runs his empire, his armor, his color scheme, his minion, his Villainous Eye Makeup(TM), even his name--are all projecting to the audience "yup, Acme Bad Guy here. Move right along."

But then, backstory. And everything snaps into focus. Not only is it one of the first big oh SHIT moments of the show, where we suddenly zoom out and realize that there is SO much more going on than we realized--it's also the start of the audience seeing Hordak as a character rather than an archetype. Suddenly we realize that he's not conquering Etheria because he wants power, or hates happiness and sparkles, or whatever--he's doing it out of a desperate attempt to prove his worth to his brother/creator/god. This moment where Hordak lets Entrapta in is also the moment the show lets us in on what makes our favorite spacebat tick.

On top of that, we've also seen him bonding with Entrapta and opening up to this person that he respects and trusts...probably the only person he's ever respected or trusted apart from Prime. And she's Etherian--someone of a lower species, someone he's supposed to subjugate, someone who he has been raised and trained and programmed and mind-controlled into believing is below him in every way.

But instead she's brilliant and creative and mesmerizing. She's not afraid of him, and she's fascinated with his work. For the first time since being abandoned by Prime, Hordak finally has someone that he can talk to, who is on his level and both understands and cares about the science! (because he is a giant nerd). She's kind to him, a mere defect. And it just sends his whole worldview into a spin, and that's all before--

Bam, mans is a goner. Entrapta's "Imperfections are beautiful" comment punches right through all the toxic bs that Hordak has been steeped in his entire life. You can see on his face here--I think it's the moment Hordak fell in love with Entrapta, but this is also the face of a spacebat reevaluating his entire worldview. If Entrapta, who is amazing, believes something different from Prime...what does that mean? If Entrapta, who is brilliant, believes that he is worth something, and that she herself is a failure...

Well. We know what happens after that, and how Hordak begins to doubt, and eventually fights back against Prime (and remembers his love for Entrapta after TWO mind wipes help my heart ack). But we also get to see what life in the Galactic Horde looks like: the only life Hordak ever knew before coming to Etheria.

It's not nice.

It's really not nice.

Prime operates in a very specific way, and we learn a lot about it in season 5. Prime expects complete obedience, devotion and worship from his clones. He allows no individuality from his subjects, not even a name. Failure or deviations are punished, mind-wiped, or destroyed. We even learn from Wrong Hordak that facial expressions are considered a privilege reserved for Prime (apart from, presumably, expressions of rapture caused by being around Prime).

And once we learn all of this, suddenly thinking about season 1 Hordak becomes very interesting indeed. The time we spend with the Galactic Horde and Prime throws absolutely everything that we know about Hordak into a whole new context. Now all those traits that made him a generic villain are actually hugely effective characterization! And what that characterization is telling us is that Hordak had already moved much farther away from Prime than we (or, probably, he) had realized, even long before he met Entrapta.

Horde Prime does not allow his underlings to have names, personalities, or any differences of appearance. Not only does Hordak allow this among his own troops, he chose a name for himself as well! Season 5 tells us that his very name is an act of blasphemy against his god. And yet Hordak took one for himself, and that name is part of the core identity he is able to hold on to when rebelling against Prime.

Horde Prime cast Hordak out when he showed signs of physical imperfections. Hordak not only keeps Imp (who is by all appearances a failed clone or similar experiment) around, he treats Imp more gently than we see him treat anybody or anything before Entrapta. Imp is not simply "generic evil guy's minion," he is proof of Hordak's capacity for compassion, and evidence that Hordak cannot bring himself to cast aside "defects" as easily as Prime. Considering where Hordak came from, Imp's existence is a huge, flashing neon sign telling the audience this guy here is better than the hell that molded him, and we don't even realize it until 4 seasons after it's been shown to us!

Very cool, ND.

There's more, though. Hordak's red and black color scheme? His dark eye makeup and lipstick? Very Evil Overlord chic. But nope! Actually these are actually expressions of individuality on a level that Hordak knows would be abhorrent to Prime!

Reading between the lines, I see this as Hordak desperately trying to reconcile two diametrically opposed beliefs in his head: (1) devotion to Prime, whose approval he desperately craves, and (2) maintaining some degree of unique personhood, of Hordak, from which to draw strength. Because a failed, defective clone cannot survive on a hostile world, cut off from the hivemind and from Prime's light. A failed clone cannot create an empire to offer Prime as tribute, nor build a spacetime portal from scraps and memory to call Prime back. A failed clone cannot create cybernetic armor to keep his hurting, weakened body alive; to force himself to keep going no matter what, to fight through the pain and the doubt by sheer force of will.

But maybe Hordak can.

And so there it is. Hordak had plenty of time to gain and explore his individuality while separated from Prime, but I think the reason he did it so effectively (while still deluding himself that Prime would forgive him for these little sins, if only Hordak could prove his value) is because he had to.

Wrong Hordak gained his individuality surrounded by kind, quirky people who took care of him; Hordak was ripped from the hivemind by Prime himself and had to fight for his survival against all odds. And that produced a dangerous and damaging foe for Etheria. But it also produced the one clone with the strength of will to defy Prime himself.

This is long and rambling, but ultimately my point is that 1) I love Hordak, and 2) I love love love love that the show was so clever about his characterization. We learn so much about him and how much progress he's already made in breaking from his psycho abusive cult upbringing, and we don't even recognize it until the show wants us to. Hordak had come so far, all on his own, before he met Entrapta. She just helped push him over the edge and finally realize (at least consciously) that Prime's worldview might not be the correct one.

Idk, I just don't know if I've ever seen all the trappings of Basic 80's Villain(TM) so successfully subverted, where looking back 4 seasons later is actually a smack in the face with the "effective character building" stick. Amazing.

[cetaceanhandiwork]

since I'm apparently on a fallen london deep lore fandom kick, I'm gonna throw the apple of discord out there and wade into the dreaded battleground of Shipping Wars too. and not the Sunless Sea kind. no. the spacebat soap opera kind.

because... listen. the fandom's favorite 'ship for mr candles seems to be mr veils, b/c eaten bothers to call out veils specifically, and oh, wouldn't it be so sad if it was mr candles's sweetie who led it to the slaughter and so forth

but I am a candles/iron partisan over here

and here is my evidence:

mr iron was once a business partner with mr candles, and – like how scrooge never took his partner's name down from the "scrooge & marley's" sign on his office – the "game of knife and candle" goes on, with that same name, despite the general damnatio memoriae that seems to be in place about there having ever been a mr candles. or, at least, the game of knife and candle sometimes still goes on. mr iron seems to close and reopen it capriciously. perhaps it's a moody dwelling on the past. perhaps it's mr iron's ambidextrous uncertainty whether it'd be better to try to remember mr candles, or to try to forget him.

but right now, at this moment in London's history, it seems mr iron is trying to forget, and making an active effort of it – more than the effort of any other master. knife-and-candle has been closed since around the time the revised, canonical version of Seeking returned to fallen london, and when you embark on it, it's mr iron who reaches out to ask you to stop, to let mr eaten remain dead and buried. when the Creditor came looking for an earnest of payment, it was iron who was moved, uncharacteristically for one who never speaks, to hiss aloud to keep mr candles's name out of mr spices's mouth.

and yet... perhaps the best piece of evidence is mr iron's distrust of the bazaar, and in particular of the bazaar's promises that "all shall be well". it's mr iron's noman, for example, who warns the player not to be manipulated into serving as a gamepiece in the bazaar's schemes. it's mr iron who warns a newlywed player not to trust "happy endings", or the promise thereof.

if you tried to guess what would convince a master that the bazaar's deal – the orchestration of stories paid for with the burning promise of a halcyon happy ending, of "all shall be well" – was in the end a scam... what would you pick? wouldn't "witnessed the purchase of the third city, as someone inclined to take notice of the cost paid for it" fit the bill?

and, if mr iron – who stood to gain the most from taking over for its business partner mr candles – was nonetheless the master most shaken by mr candles's fate, and still seems shaken by it even now... then what does that say about the nature of their partnership? :)

[swearyshera]

Are Catra and her text still desaturated? I am noticing a distinct washing out of color and I wanted to make sure it wasn't a trick of my eyes. At some point, you're going to have to post Confident!Color! Catra next to one of the mild-desaturates. I remember her going grayer / almost black and white at the end of Season 4 if I'm remembering things correctly. 2. I... kind of feel bad for some of the weirder asks you get. I apologize for going hard and personal on my own lately. My brain has been all over the place. But seeing that Wrong Hordak ask and that "sexually submissive" thing made me go WHY? to whomever wrote it? I have faith that you're going to write his character however he fits best (and you made Entrapta extra-thirsty because that's funny), but that question strikes me as weird because... I just don't think of Wrongie in that way? I've always seen him as someone who'd had a shock to his system and was in need of building from there... I remember that question you got a while back about clones purring that freaked you out. As someone who's been chest-deep in Horde-clone sub-fandom for some time... I can tell you that... it's...weird. People in it are weird. I have seen things. I think I've been exiled away from some of the weirdest and most insular of it, but yeah. The purring-thing started out with the idea of baby-bats purring and chirping on bat-rescue videos I think and people were thinking it was cute and applied it to "spacebats," and then people started going... other directions with it. There's a lot of clone-fandom stuff that is relatively tame and just stuff about exploring identity, (and that's the fanwork that I like), but... I guess I feel sorry that you get some of the weirder asks about them sometimes? _freedfromthegalactichivemind

@freedfromthegalactichivemind First up, yep, she's still desaturated! At varying levels, but it's still there.

And for the other part - look, I'm very much live and let live. If people want to think about the clones being submissive, fine, whatever, it's just not my cup of tea. You put it absolutely right in that I tend not to be overtly sexual on the blog except where it's so exaggerated that it's funny. But largely, it doesn't make a jot of difference to my life how anyone imagines them fucking*, so go nuts. Have a thirty-person underwater orgy with neon lights and electic shocks... I really don't care enough to have a strong opinion about it.

*obvious exclusions apply. I would assume that's clear, but this is tumblr and if I don't state in plain English that it excludes actual crimes, I'll be called something I don't understand.

[rosealiceroyal]

They weren’t complete idiots, Alex defends to Zahra with a pout when she tossed the newspaper under his nose the morning after, they knew to be on their best behaviour for the foreseeable future.

But.

Or, Five Times First Son Alex Gabriel Claremont-Diaz and His Royal Highness Prince Henry George Edward James Mountchristen-Windsor-Fox Accidentally Got Caught Doing Public Displays Of Affection And One Time They Absolutely Knew They Were Being Photographed.

1- Dancing

2- Baby

3- Lick

4- Pride

5- Hit

6- Ring

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[cirusthecitrus]

2, 5, and 9!

Thank u for the ask!

2. 5 favourites of your own work?

Hhhm I think it'll be easier to pick 5 best of my most recent works

1 and 2. I'm very proud of the "flowers for Hordak" art I did for EPM. The flowers got me stressinggg but I'm happy they turned out fine. Also LOVE the album cover redraw. Hordak is so baby here^^

3. My new Horde Prime art :p Had so much fun with this one. And GOD I'd kill HP with my own hands just to get his dress fpdpgofdpgpdg

4 and 5 I haven't posted yet, but I'm planning to, so I'll only show zero context sneak peeks for now

Gender Envy hehe vs Creepy hehe

5. Anything you haven’t drawn yet but want to?

I want to work on my Kur Twins AU comic so bad T-T But i don't have time nor energy rn

I've also been thinknig about making a sequel to this old spacebat art. With the same boys, but now its post-canon and they're all happy

9. What are you currently trying to improve?

Shading...

For some reason I was so uninterested in coloring and shading for years, plus my younger self was just fine with only using basic pensils and black pens and literally nothing else and look at me now - struggling to overcome my fear of colors >:с Don't be like my younger self

Another thing is drawing architecture, buliding interiors, city views etc. Need to get better at it for my comic, boo -_-

[foolforshera]

And it's the next chapter of lllusions! Between the last time I updated this and now, I posted three new fics. Two of them are a part of a new series and one of them was a terrible idea that I needed to inflict on others. Anyway, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy this!

*****

As the public skiff came in by the docks to Salineas, Capella watched the light playing off the water. Seagulls wheeled around the docks, looking for a snack, as people moved back and forth doing their best not to feed them. Capella waited in her seat after the skiff came in for a landing as people stood up, jostling around as they got things from the overhead racks. As she looked out the windows, she caught sight of Cowrie’s ship pulled into port, onloading and offloading various crates. 

If Capella had to guess, she’d say at least half the skiff was there to take in the beaches in the warm spring weather. Kids jumped up and down in excitement as they waited to get off the skiff as their parents sighed or grinned depending on how long the trip had been so far. Capella even saw a few spacebats near the front, giant straw hats in their hands and looking a bit funny in floral shirts, and felt a pang as she suddenly missed Gress. 

Capella headed off the skiff, thinking of Gress as she headed towards Cowrie’s ship. A few sailors stood around, chatting, at the gangplank onto Cowrie’s ship. Capella knew that she could easily get aboard as Capella but right now she looked nothing like herself, aside from the bags. Even the clothes were different as she was dressed in a few things she’d picked up in Plumeria. The baggy pants she wasn’t so sure about but the vest and shirt combo was quite nice, especially since it nicely hid her dagger. She decided right then she was going to make a little game of getting onto Cowrie’s ship without an invitation. 

Read the rest at AO3!

[freedfromthegalactichivemind]

Appetite for Destruction!!

She-Ra fanfiction Entrapdak Entrapdak Mini-Month Multiple characters Rated G Comedy

Summary: An Etherian festival. A pie-eating contest. A surprising contestant. A surprising outcome.   Done somewhat after a much older Season 2 fic of mine, “Pie(s) R Squared-Off,’ but in a different world / outcome setting from that, as Hordak is alive in this one. An aspect of this comes from the rumor of a scrapped idea for Horde Prime.  (Tumblr kept screwing up my formatting.  I tried to correct things, but if this posts with the italic-sentences separated all weird, I apologize. I do not know why Tumblr does this.  Pasting writing here is a nightmare). 

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Prompt / Theme - Day 2- Challenge

Pie(s) R Squared Off II! Appetite for Destruction! The rusty scent of fallen leaves permeated the air at the Plumerian Fall Festival.  People were chatting, and dancing and making music.  More than a few of the newly-incorporated “spacebats” hung upside down from trees, hooking their knees over branches, biting into apples, peaches and pomegranates.   Deer-folk decorated their antlers with grape-leaves and hanging grapes from the vineyards.  Little children of all kinds ran about with colorful ribbons on sticks.   Somewhere, a kid picked up a stick, pretended it was a laser-rifle and his friend fell to the ground, pretending to be a stricken Horde-soldier.  This earned them both whispers and disapproving looks from the adults and older teenagers. They were ushered off to go ride the wooden-track ride that wended through the woods and they made haste to claim a wheeled cart to coast down the dips.   Bow was showing a group of people magic tricks with a deck of cards.  Entrapta was showcasing a harvester-bot she’d built.  Everyone was laughing and having a good time.   “Everyone!  Everyone!  Your attention please!”   Princess Perfuma had entered the glade, held aloft on a wave of thick, winding vines, which deposited her in the center of it. Everyone who wasn’t on a carnival ride or off to one of the tinkle-tinkle bye-bye zones turned to give her their attention.   “The Pie-Eating Contest is about to begin! Our contestants are ready to take their seats!  We’ve got two…”  Scorpia passed her a scroll of paper and she mumbled, reading it, before looking up, “No! Three contestants this year!”   She turned to Scorpia.  “Only three?”   Entrapta held up a hair-tail.  “I would have signed up if the pies were tiny. They’re so big, so I was out!”   “Still, only three?”   “Well, look who it is…” Scorpia said, pointing a tip of a claw to the form.   “There’s a Dark Horse… oh, gee, I hope it’s not Swift Wind…”   “Dish someboshy say Sift Ind?” a voice sounded as a muzzle turned their way, stuffed with a fresh apple.   “Nope!”  Scorpia announced. “Unless you’re in the Pie-Eating Contest.”   Swift Wind gulped down his apple. “Nope!” he proclaimed, throwing out his wings.  “I am in the cheering section!” “Don’t you remember who won last year?”  Scorpia harshly whispered.  “She didn’t even use her powers! Don’t you remember what happened?  It’s no surprise that no one wants to go up against…that!” Perfuma looked around.  “Someone, anyone?” she asked.  “We have loads of pies! Come on, Scorpia, you can take part!” “Sorry.  I love you, but I can’t go up against my wildcat. Or, you know…her…” Deer and goat-folk shook their heads. The child who’d previously been playing soldier said an emphatic “Nuh-uh!”   “I was happy to bake many of  the pies,” Kadroh, the clone formerly known as Wrong Hordak said, “but most of my brothers are still quite new to solid foods. Our insides would swell far too much with an eating contest.”   One of the clones hopped down from a tree with juice dribbling down his chin.  “Raw fruit is best! Why ruin it with baking?!”  he asked.   “Alright, alright,” Perfuma finally said. “Everyone come to the pavilion to cheer on your favorites!  And whoever the third contestant is will be a surprise to everybody!  Even me!”   The spectators gathered.  Pies were loaded upon a long picnic table, stacked and teetering in their tins.  Two contestants already sat at the ready, sneering at each other.   “You can do it, Adora! Just like last year!” Glimmer shouted.   “Get her, Catra! Show her who’s boss!” shouted Kyle, backed by Lonnie.   “Failure! Failure!” came a scratchy recorded voice.  Rogelio grumbled at the winged toddler that was hanging from his chest in a snuggly. Entrapta lifted herself up on her hair and patted Emily, signaling the robot to begin a video recording.  “No pie for you,” she said to the robot’s forlorn beeps. “I’ll give you the special oil when we get home.”   “Where’s our last minute contestant?” Perfuma wondered, ready to set the ten-minute timer.   Out of the shadows of the trees loomed a tall figure.  Steel-toed boots with greaves sank softly in the mud.  A red-lined black cape fluttered.  A pair of long ears flicked.  There were gasps among the crowd.   Entrapta wore the biggest, most devious smile. “Hordak?!” Glimmer choked.  “You can’t be serious!” “If he wants to eat pie, let him!” Bow said. Hordak sat down in the most serious manner imaginable.  “I wish to have a fair contest,” he said simply.   “Go, Hordikins!” Entrapta encouraged. He snorted and his ears dipped for a moment. The crowd went wild.   “Are you serious?” Catra demanded.  “I don’t recall ever seeing you eat!” “I am quite capable.”   “Hey, Catra, lay up!” Adora said.  “If he wants to have a little fun, let him. Besides, we both know I’m going to win.”

“Fat chance!”  

Some of the clones huddled, wondering just how their brother was going to do this.  Few of them were comfortable with an eating-contest, given their newness to the world of flavors and food.  The ones that did eat more than simple things tended to take things slowly, to savor it. Some couldn’t handle the idea of being in a contest in which one was to shovel food into one’s mouth in a rapid manner, heedless of waste.  A few had been the subject of one of Horde Prime’s more gruesome entertainments – force-feeding to test their devotion.  They were, nonetheless, interested in the contest and its outcome in their desire to learn all they could about various Etherian cultures. They simply couldn’t fathom entering such a contest themselves.  

And here their eldest-to-independence brother was, ready to take up the challenge.  

The buzzer sounded.  An assistant shoved pies to each contestant.  All of the fine fur on Catra’s face was sticky with blue syrup and berry-bits in short order.  Adora was knocking out tins and tossing them behind her like everything in them had been made of air.  

“Oh, such a mess!” groused an elderly woman in the crowd as she shook her broom.  “Messy, messy! You should chew your food!  Razz spent all day yesterday baking! And so did that nice young man!”

Hordak delicately pierced a pie with a claw and casually ate one berry.  He ate a single berry from his first pie, breaking not a sweat, no mess and clearly in last place.  

“Ha!” Catra shouted, diving into her fifth pie. “Did you plan to just sit here and mock us?”

“Nom, nom, nom, nom,” was the extent of Adora’s utterances as she polished off a seventh tin.  

“Time’s almost up!” Perfuma announced.  

“Hey, Glimmer?”  Bow said, nudging his girlfriend, “Do you see Entrapta?  I don’t like the way she is smiling.”  

Hordak was looking around in apparent boredom as he licked another berry off the tip of a claw.  

Suddenly – and no one knew what happened first: Entrapta laughed in a raucous cackle. Hordak stood straight and tall and his cheeks peeled back from his eye-grooves down to his upper lip, he unhinged his jaw and his entire mouth opened up in a snake-like maw, showing a glowing row of red teeth.  

His mouth had suddenly become larger than a pie-tin, and, in fact, larger than most Etherians’ entire heads.  

He grabbed pie after pie, dumping them from the tin into his mouth!  He surpassed Catra’s five and then Adora’s seven.  In roughly thirty seconds, ten pies had been deposited into that monstrous cavern and gulped down in a similar manner as a python gulps down a rat.  

Save for some very confused and innocent-looking clones (who seemed to think everybody knew that they could do this, if need be), the entire crowd was screaming..

Abject terror of a former Dark Lord ruled this day!  

“Are you getting this, Emily?!” Entrapta exclaimed, affectionately patting the robot’s chassis.  “This is the best social experiment ever!”  

Adora was panting and sweating.  She was panicked and was slightly glowing, as if she was ready to bring out She-Ra to protect the crowd at any second.  Catra’s eyes were as wide as the tins they’d been eating pies from.  

“You knew about this?!” Bow demanded of Entrapta.  

“Relax!” she said, “He’s not going to hurt anybody!  It’s fundamental spacebat physiology!”  

“None of us knew about it!” Glimmer hissed.

“Well, they only employ it in emergencies,” Entrapta explained.  “I guess…there never was one until now! Aahahahhahaa!”  

“Does this constitute cheating?” Scorpia asked.

Hordak put his mouth back together and carefully, even daintily, took a white cloth napkin and gently patted the tiniest of crumbs from his lips.  

“It appears as though I have conquered this challenge,” he said.  

Entrapta was freely doing an evil laugh. She pumped her fist as Hordak gave her a conspiratorial smile.  “Best social experiment ever!”  

Etherians were running about and cowering in terror.  Entrapta walked up to the picnic table and Hordak held out his hand to hers.  “Shall we go to the music pavilion for a dance?”

Emily continued a rolling recording of the complete chaos.  

[automationsfascinations]

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[kazariloveandhavok]

Chapter 6- The New Best Friend Squad Part 2- Sick Day

A few days later…

The dummy thicc wind princess that was Spinnerella felt like she was just gonna melt into a pile of mucus, and her head kept spinning as she curled up in a chair. Her wife, Netossa, was not doing much better, in fact, she had already puked multiple times and she had a sore neck and short breathing. 

“Oh Gods, Spinny. Everything hurts! One of us is to blame and it’s not me!” said Netossa. 

Spinnerella raised an eyebrow . “Netossa, let’s vote on it!” she droned. 

“Spinny, you must be sicker and both of us if you think voting will actually change anything. There are only two of us! What the hell would voting achieve?!” Netossa tried to yell, only to cough up a lung.

Meanwhile, their son, Riley, was leaning against the wall with Kazari, Finn, Iyexi and Archer. 

“You see what I mean?” Riley said, keeping his distance. 

“Spinny, Nets. You two look horrible!” Kazari said, flatly.

“DUDE!” Riley shot a glare at Kazari before looking at his mothers. “Uh…mommy? Are you two okay?” 

Netossa tried to sit up, but to no avail. “Welp, my chest feels like it’s being crushed and my head is pounding like crazy, what do you think?” she asked with a pout? 

Spinny gave a harsh cough. “Riley, please kill me!” she said, clearly delirious. 

Iyexi grimaced as she activated her visor to scan Spinny and Netossa’s temperature. Jebuss Krist, you two are burning up!” the half-spacebat remarked. “Are you two okay?”

Spinny sighed and said, “I dunno, something bit us yesterday and now we both feel like death!

Archer rubbed the back of his head, saying, “So, Riley. What exactly do you need us for?”

“Right, so…we need to gather some stuff to make a broth, or something, before these my moms kill over or something,” said Riley. 

Netossa was a bit more successful at sitting up this time as she told Riley, “It’s okay, son. We’ll be okay, we just need a little bit of rest and relaxa-BLEEEEEEHHHHH!!” The net-tossing princess’ stomach convulsed and spewed out a massive stream of bile and half digested food and rubbish. 

Riley leaped back and watched in horror. “Oh geez, mom!” 

Spinnerella desperately tried to shield herself from the stream of chunky bile. 

The squad looked at each other with concern, with Finn remarking, “Fucking yikes!” 

Spinnerella tried to make a shield of wind to block the stream, but she simply did not have the energy to do so, all she could do is block with her arms. “EWEWEWEWEWEEEEW!” she cried out. 

Netossa stream finally ceased, and the net tossing princess collapsed onto the floor. 

Spinnerella whimpered, using what little strength she had to wipe off the vomit. “Riley, please hurry!”

Elberon 

Upon arrival, Kazari’s first thought was the memory of her first time coming here with Micah to help grab stuff for a special tea for Angella. It was actually quite nice. 

“Okay, guys. Here are lists of items for the brew,” Riley said, passing around small slips of paper.  As everyone took the paper, everyone seemed to break off into separate cliques; Kazari and Finn rushed off , while Iyexi and Archer remained with Riley. 

“I swear, those two have been inseparable since Kazari first got here,” Riley remarked. 

Iyexi placed her hands behind the back of her head, saying, “Well, me and Archer have a bet going on. I’m fairly certain that Kazari and Finn are gonna fuck, one of these days!”

Riley grimaced. “Oh, Jebuss Krist… you shouldn’t make bets on that kind of stuff,” he said, face flushed red with embarrassment. 

Archer cleared his throat as he tried to “Right….so…let’s just get the items…we need some noodles?”

Meanwhile, Kazari and Finn wandered through the town and immediately noticed something was off!

“Kaz, is it me, or does everyone seem…on edge?” asked Finn. 

Sure enough, people around the two magicats seemed to be looking over there collective shoulders. A woman was frantically trying to get back her house, and a little girl was desperately clinging on to her father like Golem holding on to that ring. 

That’s when the mayor, Elena walked up to the two. “Finn, son of Sir Adora and Lady Catra. Kazari, student of Micah. It’s good to see you two, but you should be careful!” 

“Mayor Elena, hey, how’s it going?” Finn asked. 

Elena looked tired, but gave as warm a smile as she could manage. She was a lanky woman with olive complexion and a pixie haircut. 

“Honestly, I’ve been better. We’ve been better!”

Kazari raised an eyebrow and asked, “So, what exactly is going on?” 

With a sigh, Elena explained, “There have been rumors that have been turning pretty credible, of a monster in the form of a spider!  

Kazari decided to gain more info, as her interest was now thoroughly piqued. “I see, so why not contact one of the princesses? the magicat asked. 

“Well,” Elena explained, Spinnerella and Netossa tried to help out yesterday, but now they’re sick, which is why everyone is on edge! Perfuma is preparing for the festival later, and frankly, we don’t think we should be relying on the princesses to solve all of our problems…”

Finn smirked. “Now that is an idea I can get behind!” they said. 

Kazari stepped forward and told the mayor, “If they are sightings of some kind of monster, then  the Best Friend Squad has gotcha covered. Consider it our new side quest!”

Some time later, everyone met up at a cafe, with Kazari ordering milk for everyone. “Okay, new plan,” she said. “Apparently, there half been rumors of a monster running around deep in the woods, I’m willing to bet that THAT is the cause of Spinny and Netossa’s illness!”

Finn raised an eyebrow and asked, “Kaz, are you suggesting that we become monster hunters?”

Kaz nodded. “That is EXACTLY what I am suggesting!”

“But…what about moms?!” Riley stammered. 

Kazari simply flash her million dollar smile, assuring him, “Don’t worry, Riley. Your moms are Spinnerella and Netossa! They fought in the war, I’m sure they can wait just a little while longer, I’m sure they’re handling it with grace and finesse.

Meanwhile, Spinnerella and Netossa were handling being sick with about as much grace and finesse as a big bull seal. Scorpia had arrived to help out, and was met with the sight of Netossa curled up in a fetal position and Spinnerella whimpering, face down on the floor, Netossa’s dried vomit caked on the side of her face. 

“Jebuss Krist, what the hell happened?!” said Scorpia. 

Spinny struggled into a seating position, saying, “Well, Netossa puked all over me, I tried to get up and wipe it off, but *sniff* I collapsed and landed on my bad ankle. It hurts so much…WAAHH!” 

Scorpia kneeled down and gave the dummy thicc wind princess and pulled her into an embrace. 

“Shh…it’s okay…Mama Scorps is here. Imma take such good care of you guys!”

Netossa threw her head back incredulously. “RILEY!!! PLEASE HURRY!!!”

Back in Elberon, Kazari led everyone towards to edge of the Whispering Woods. “Everyone, keep your eyes peeled. According to Elena, the monster looks like a spider, so if we come across it we need to….” Kazari suddenly zoned out, staring at a tree that seemed to distort in her vision. The distortions started to take on a shape that Kazari couldn’t quite make out. Iyexi waved a hand in front of Kazari’s face, causing the magicat to blink rapidly, snapping back to reality. “Woah, that was weird!”

“Kaz, are you okay? You kinda just zoned out for a second?” said Archer. 

“I don’t know….I thought I saw something. C’mon!”

“Oh Jeez, Kazari. I don’t know about this! You’re apparently hallucinating now, what if you caught moms’ sickness,” said Riley. 

Kazari simply hand waved that away, saying, “Nah, I think I’ve just saw something, but I’ll deal with that later. For now, we’ve got a spider to squish.

Iyexi placed a hand on Archer’s shoulder, saying, “Don’t worry, this is Kazari, she has her ways!” 

“Oh…I sure hope so!”

Kazari walked forward, cutting through some tall bushes and shrubbery, soon coming across, “Guys, looks, a spider web!” 

The web was glowing with kinda luminescence, slowly shifting between thalo blue and crime scene red. Riley and Kazari kneeled down to study it. “Riley, you’re half-Netossa, do you recognize the makeup of this web?” the magicat asked. 

Riley nodded his head. “Nah, this strange webbing seems almost…not entirely organic!”

Kazari tapped her chin pensively before grabbing the nearest stick she could find and poked the web, causing it to glitch out and undulate. Kazari and Riley backed up before the web burst into an acidic goop!

“What the fuck?!” Iyexi proclaimed. 

“Interesting!” said Kazari.

“Kazari, you scare me!” said Riley.

Finn placed an arm over Kazari’s shoulder saying, “Everyone's a critic these day, huh, Kaz?" they said in jest.

Kazari tapped her chin, the magicat saying, “These webs don’t seem to be built for trapping things, more like causing severe damage. Iyexi, be a dear and collect a sample, because this might provide some useful information!”

With a nod, Iyexi did just that, using a plastic bag and several cotton swabs to take samples of the spider goop. “Fucking gross,” she said. 

“That spider shouldn’t be far from here,” said Archer. 

“So, Kaz, which way should we go?” Finn asked their fellow magicat. 

Kazari opened her mouth, when she suddenly cried out, “Riley, look out!” as she tackled him to the ground, a large needle sailing past the two as they fell! 

Finn, Archer and Iyexi reeled back at what shot the needles, and sure enough, it was that damned spider, one that was as big as a large dog!

“Holy fucking shit!” Riley exclaimed. 

Kazari sprang to her feet and helped Riley up, saying, “Okay, this must be the fucker that made you mums sick. Let’s take it down!” 

Finn, Archer and Iyexi gathered around the redhead, with Archer asking, “Kaz, what’s the plan?!”

Kazari turned to Riley, “Riley, you’re half Netossa! How good are you with tossing nets?” she asked. 

Riley gave a shrug, saying, “Welp, I only have half my mother’s potential, so I’ve gotta be smart about!” 

With a nod, Kaz whispered into Riley’s ear, before telling him, “Riley, just run! We’ll handle this!”

Riley did not have to be told twice, running off deeper into the woods. The squad lined up as the spider hissed at them. Other than its sheer size, the spider had a dark iridescent body and its back was adorned in a blood red pattern that looked oddly familar.   

Kazari clenched her fist as she suddenly spun around on her heels, shouting, “RUN AWAY!!!” with the other following suit, sprinting deeper into the woods, the spider giving chase. Eventually, Kazari and Finn started running on all fours, pulling ahead as the spider continued to gain on the four, its disturbingly stocky legs scuttling and shuffling with the quickness.

“Kazari! Where are we going?!” asked Finn. 

Still running, Kazari simply winked at them, saying, “You’re about to find out!”   

“What?”

“Just over this incline!”

Kazari and Finn led the charge, bounding over a hill and into the path of a crudely made web, created by an exhausted Riley. 

“Damn, nice work, Riley!” Iyexi complemented. 

Kazari narrowed her eyes, and ordered, “Finn, you and I will take the top corners, Archer and Iyexi, you two take the bottoms!

The spider was inching closer and closer and closer, its four cerulean orb-like eyes appeared to look like….malice? Rage? How? It didn’t matter as Kazari and Finn leaped across the tree and grabbed the tops of the web while Archer and Iyexi took the bottoms, taking the web and covering the spider, who thrashed around wildly, its legs tearing a ripping at the nets, Kazari knew she had to act quickly, so she tightened her grip on the nets and shouted, “Silky Spider Thread Havok OVERDRIVE!” and send a steady current of havok magic through the nets, electrocuting the spider, causing the monster to spaz out and explode into a rain of smoldering guts and entrails. 

Riley grimaced at the sight. 

Kazari smirked, shaking the pins and needles out of her hand. “Hmph! Hmph! That takes care of that! C’mon, you guys, let’s go check on the town! ARCHER!”

Everyone linked up as Archer teleported everyone back to Elberon. When they got there however, the town was covered in luminescent spiderwebs, and the people were hiding. “It’s okay, everyone! We’ve got em’!” Kazari shouted. 

Suddenly, one guy peaked his head out of a nearby window, saying, “ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?!”

Before anyone could even process that, a large needle flew past the squad, piercing Riley in the shoulder, knocking him to the ground. Archer rushed to his side, asking him, “Are you okay?!”

Riley broke into the cold sweat and turned pale. “Oh Jebuss Krist, everything hurt, my head is spinning, I think I’m gonna vomit!”

Kazari looked for what shot Riley, but she didn’t have for long, with a gasp, she was the first to notice an even bigger spider, one that was the size of a large storage building, looming over Elena’s home. 

“Holy fucking shit!” Finn exclaimed.

“That must be the mother, and the cause of Spinny and Netossa’s illness” Iyexi said. 

The man in the window cried out, “We’re all about to die!”, but Kazari turned around, saying, “Or, perhaps not! I’ve decided to explore the Valley of the Lost yesterday, and it’s amazing what you’d buried under the sand!”

Archer, who was cradling the downed Riley said, “Kazari, what are you-?” but soon got his answer when Kazari pulled out an old rusty Horde Soldier Blaster! 

“What the- THAT’S AN OLD HORDE BLASTER!” Iyexi shouted.

Kazari nodded, saying, “Damn right, and it’s about to get a havok extension!”

With a smirk, Kazari aimed the gun, channeled her havok through the chamber and barrel, and opened fire on the spider mother. 

Riley, who has now in a full blown fever, looked at the sight before him, saying, “What the fuck?! I knew that bitch was crazy, but not THAT crazy. In front of the Gods and everybody?! INCREDIBLE! Where did she even get the gun?! WHY SHOOT UP THE WHOLE VILLAGE?!”

Kazari let loose a furious roar, continuing the fire at the super spider, until the limited use of havok proved too much for the rather gun, which suddenly exploded. Kazari staggered back, but smirked as it seemed the damage was enough to knock the spider off its perch! It quickly got up, hissing at the five, hate in its many eyes. 

Kazari scooped up Riley in a bridal carry, saying, “Okay, we’ll draw its fire, you guys grab its legs, we’re headed to Spinny and Netossa’s house. Archer, get ready to teleport. I’ve got a plan!” 

“Wha- Kazari, what are you-?”

The magicat darted forward, and leaped onto the spider’s back while the other’s grab the spider’s legs!

“Now, Archer!” 

Archer tightened his grip and teleported outside of Spinnerella and Netossa’s house before grabbing Riley, gently placing him next to Spinny and Netossa.

“Wha-? Oh no, Riley. Not you too!” said a dying Netossa. 

 Finn and Iyexi dodged the needles being shot at then while Kazari grabbed Archer and they both teleported onto the top of the roof. 

“Archer! Got your arrows?” asked the magicat. 

“Do you even have to ask?” Archer, pulled out a retractable folding bow and arrow set. 

“Together!” Kazari shouted. 

Finn and Iyexi managed to get the spider to turn its back to Kazari and Archer, who’d both drawn back the arrow, crackling with Kazari’s havok magic. “Here we go, Archer! Arrowshot Havok Overdrive. They released the arrow, it flying like a comet, straight into the spider’s back. Bullseye! The spider’s body flashed with electricity as it suddenly burst into another shower and guts and ectoplasm. 

Last time, Iyexi was able to miraculously avoid getting dirty. This time, suffice to say, she was not so lucky this time! 

Spinnerella, Netossa and Riley, suddenly felt a wave like a fresh spring breeze! It was as if they were never sick at all! “Woah, I suddenly feel better!” Riley remarked. 

Spinny and Netossa shot up, went outside, and surveyed the damage. “Okay, this is actually very concerning!” said Netossa. 

Kazari and Archer leaped down from the roof and gave the two a thumbs up! 

“So, it looks like you’re feelin’ better,’ Kazari remarked. 

Spinnerella, however, said nothing, only thinking to herself; “Where did the thing even come from?”

Netossa stepped forward, saying, “Welp, thanks for the help, can you also do us a favor and give our thanks to Scorpia? Thanks!”

The squad fistbumped each other, triumphantly, but then Spinny cut in, saying, “Okay, this is all well and good, but whose gonna clean all this is up?” to which Netossa walked up to her with a broom, dustpan and the sexy maid outfit!

“Yeah, that seems about right!”

[obi-troll-kenobi]

Yes  💚 💚 💚

[spacebatisluvd]

You know that “Now all of China knows you’re here.” meme? Catra after releasing her romance novel series: “Now all of Etheria knows how your dick works.”

Pffffh. Can someone with Photoshop skills do this?

Poor Hordak, though. He’s just. So confused. Why? Why would she do this? Why does anyone want to know how his dick works? Why is this a topic of interest? Why is this absurd book series so popular? He does not understand, and he is keenly embarrassed. Particularly by the novel she writes that is clearly a fictionalized version of his relationship with Entrapta. That just. That does not need to exist. 

(Poor spacebat. He gets no peace.)

[thewitchoftherock]

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[youwinglessthing]

hi i’m new here (witcher/jaskier and whatnot) so i was wondering if you had any fic recs 👀 (bonus for whump/hc) !! thanks!!!!

Hi, anon. And welcome to the fandom.

So... fic recs, eh? Considering that I have more than 400 bookmarks saved since the beginning of 2020 this would be easy-peasy... I am normal I promise But I tried to list my fav-fav here. The list turned out to be quite long, so I hid it partially under the cut (hope I haven't messed up with the links).

First, I will recommend some talented authors whose works I really enjoy. Just check their AO3 and I promise you will find some amazing and well-written Jaskier fanfiction.

whisperedstory– author has a lot of amazing angst/whump stories. But my personal fav is This Life That We've Createdseries, if you like found family feels you will enjoy this immensely.

kinneyb – this author has a lot of stories for every flavor – AUs, angst, fluff, humor, whump. Very interesting plots/ideas and solid writing.

didoandis– very beautiful writing. This author’s works have everything that Jaskier whump soul craves.

sospes – one of my favorite authors in the fandom. The Path Not Taken series is my all-time fav Jaskier fics. Also, there are some delicious steamy stories If you are into that.

PenAndInkPrincess– the author writes absolutely spectacular Jaskier and Geralt. Stories contain whump, angst, and a healthy dose of humor. I especially recommend fixing things, one jar at a time series (based on s2). But really check other works you won’t regret it.

And here’s the rest of my fic rec list (mainly geraskier)

Long read:

What Is Meant To Be (Always Finds A Way) by Constant_Crisis, MisterTiberius | Words:134,512 |mature| Oh, this beast of a fic has Jaskier whump, feral and protective Geralt, pining, chapter-based plot.

Kingdoms Come and Kingdoms Go, Rivers Run and Rivers Flow | Words:62,633 |teen| one of the best AUs in my opinion. Very interesting world-building, great side characters.

Cause with You, I'm More than Good Enough by DianaMoon | Words:67,654 |explicit| Jaskier whump of the delicious kind.

Valdo Marx Must Die by Maimat | Words:58,958 |mature| Interesting plot, well-written characters, whump. Love how the author portrays Jaskier in this one.

Shiningby Nemainofthewater | Words:57422 |gen| dragon!Jaskier AU which has angst, humor, found family and adorableness all around.

hear the cannons calling by ghostinthelibrary | Words:56,048 |explicit| Great AU with good characterization and interesting plot (covers Nilfgaard’s invasion and Ciri-finding drama)

One Blessing by Jana_C | Words:36,037 |explicit| non-human Jaskier, found family feels.

The Paths You Take by CosmicOcelot | Words:35,151 |mature| Wonderful found family fic.

Can’t you hear that scratching by SpaceBat (kuraikon) | Words:31,623 |mature| Jaskier acquired a creepy stalker. It goes as well as you can imagine.

Series:

Cats and Witchers, Oh Myseries by james | Words:31,952 |gen/teen| A quirky series of catshifter!Jaskier. If you need a dose of cuteness – this is the thing.

The Greensleeves Saga series by RebrandedBard | Words:36,618 |teen/explicit| this is very yummy geraskier fics

the roads we walk seriesby shellybelle | Words:78,043 |explicit| Wonderful AU of warlord!Geralt type. It has everything – Jaskier whump, great plot, angst, found family… yummy.

of bards and witches and witchers series by WriteThroughTheNight | Words:18,685 |teen| this is an AU where Jaskier is Yennefer’s brother. If you like Jaskier and Yen, this one would be the thing for you.

speak of destiny as if it was fixed series by Hirikka | Words:24,879 |gen| His Dark Materials AU/Fusion. This is an amazing take on that idea and well-written into TWN canon.

Other:

You are too well tangled in my soul by Samtree | Words:26,320 |teen| Another great time-travel fic

Suturesby mrhd | Words:20728 | teen | classical whump story with very graphic medical procedure

The Sevenfold Path by Star_flaming | Words:17,412 |gen| friendship, character study (in regards of Jaskier’s education)

in restless dreams i walked alone (the sound of silence) by august_embers | Words:16136 |teen| this story deals with some heavy mental illness themes

The Time Traveler's Bard by SweetestHoney| Words:15,445 |mature| beautifully written time-travel fic

A Long Walkby Goody | Words:15,546|teen| Jaskier whump and some good Jaskier&Geralt Dynamics

Hollow Chests by TheMadHatterOfficial | Words:14,349 |gen| Absolutely wonderful kid!Jaskier fic

Companionshipby ArliaDevi | Words:14,080 |teen| Another fandom classic. Jaskier and Geralt relationship from Ciri’s perspective.

Forget Me Not by im_fairly_witty | Words:11,731 |teen| well-written soulmate AU that will make you feel all the feels

blue by thanksroach (irnhero) | Words:11,810 |teen| AU with mer!Jaskier. Very cute and adorable.

until the blue ocean turns green by gravitational | Words:12,322 |teen| another great mer!Jaskier AU

starlight; star-crossedby julek | Words:10,396 |teen| Geralt gets jealous of a dog :D

i was burning up a fever (i didn't care much how long i lived) by petersnotkingyet | Words:4,141 |gen| silly and cute fic about Jaskier getting sick and withers’ overreaction

Calm Down? Geralt, You Are Kidnapping Me! by HappyJuicyfruit | Words:4,669| medieval social distancing Geralt style >:)

And Roses Suit You So | Words:8,056 |teen| book!Geralt has some words with twn!Geralt about Jaskier’s treatment

To Your Witchers by katie_elizabeth | Words:8,227 |teen| It was one of the first fics that I’ve read in the fandom. I didn’t even know who Eskel was back then, but I fell in love with him instantly :)

Two WIPs that I follow and hope that authors won’t abandon them

Jaskier, the Boy Witcher by Pineapplemoon | Words:55,290 |teen| I love familial bonding and this fic has it ten folds (Geralt adopts kid!Jaskier, plot woven into twn canon)

Without you, I'm Stronger, I'm no Longer filled with Wonder by Jassy | Words:81,739 |explicit| Eskel/Jaskier amazingness. Also, Jaskier as a proper count and guardian of 4 kids.

[banana-vatore]

Entrapta & Wrong Hordak

Alternative caption: Entrapta feels responsiblity over every lost spacebat she comes across

I always found the way Entrapta took Wrong Hordak in to be very sweet but also low-key heartbreaking

I mean

She isn't wrong.

The thing is, Entrapta knows what happens to Prime's defective clones. She knows that very well. She saw the extent of Prime's abuse on Hordak.

I don't think she could leave Wrong Hordak knowing she actively caused another clone to be defective, or alternatively, was the reason another clone would have to experience what Hordak went through with Prime. She would never wish that upon anyone.

Even though I know the line "We broke him! we're responsible for him now!" was kind of played off for the laughs, I can't help but to find the fact that Entrapta felt genuine responsibility over his safety very endearing.

And from that point forward, she did contiue to make sure he was okay and that he knew he was safe with them, by creating a safe and supportive environment for him to be able to thrive.

Basically, Entrapta was doing her best to spare another clone from having to go through more trauma like Hordak's and I commend her for that. Thank you Entrapta for taking care of the spacebats for us :)

[luna-tiel]

Huevember Day 15 - Plum - Sylvie

Sylvie is my first spacebat to take up needlecrafts, spreading a love of crochet by teaching as many of his brothers that want to learn. His enthusiasm blossoms into a general love of making clothing and other soft accessories. He can come across as shy at first, but he actually likes to meet new people and try novel experiences.

Sylvie is a sweetheart that does his best to help those around him feel a little happier. He loves to give hugs (but he will ask first).

[cirusthecitrus]

2 and 9 for the ask meme (its ok if 9 is a no because of worldbuilding spoilers) for anilis and hec-tor

Thank you for the ask!

2. What is their grooming routine?

My precious little princesses need their daily 12345 step skincare routine or they'll explode uwu And that includes taking care of their claws to keep them all nice glittering and sharp, tending to the facial markings, checking the ears and putting some moisturizing cream (cause spacebats' ears are very sensitive)

Then goes the hair. And while Hec-Tor is fighting for his life every morning trying to straighten his hair, Anillis is just chilling with his current hairstyle for 1-2 months before asking his brother to redo it, which in one sitting can take up to 8 hours

Oh but sometimes, when both have nothing better to do they like to play hair salon all day^^

+Specific things each twin does:

Hec-Tor takes multiple smoke breaks throughout the day. He does this almost religiously, but won't admit that he's addicted, instead he insists that it's somehow good for him. Even Anillis doesn't know why he thinks that. And because of the smoking Hec-Tor always smells like mint :p (yup it has flavours)

Anillis spends his days trying to get rid off his discoloration scars. He understands that no amount of showers, healing creams/oils and scrubbing will change anything, but at least this relaxes him and stops him from wanting to peel of his skin

9. What is their favorite holiday? (Gonna list least favorite holidays too, cause it's more interesting)

Favorites: the boys enjoy every seasonal festival. They're fun they're easy to prepare to, there's good food and everyone gets a day-off which is always a win

But the very best holiday (in their humble opinion) is their birthday! National holiday, everybody :D

Least favorite: there are 2 of them

The first one is Remembrance day, on which spacebats commemorate their people lost to the war and celebrate peace and joys of life they're able to experience thanks to the efforts of their fallen friends and loved ones

Now then, why the twins don't like this holiday? Because they're disrespectful little egotists, of course~ This day is not about them, plus the war happened more than a century ago and seemingly had nothing to do with them, plus everyone around is being melancholic or crying and it makes them uncomfortable. The boys simply can't empathise or feel anything at all and it's hard to pretend they do. Though they still try

The other one is the biggest and the most important religious holiday on the planet which takes place in spring, on the last day before the rainy season. Can't say much about this one because spoilers, but it used to be the worst day of the year for them back when Anillis and Hec-Tor were still a part of the community. They don't celebrate it anymore but still recieve million calls and messages from people from the temple every year

And now the fun part: it so happened that this year these two holidays fall on the same day! So it was decided to hold both events in one of the main temples. And literally all the important figures are going to be there for this occasion: the high priests, the royal family, the imperial council, nobility from all across the planet, their old teachers, many colleagues and friends - the Kur brothers have no choice but to go there, it's too important. But they already feel like they're going to hate every second of it :/