#I always thought the name Hunter was cool as a kid so yeah that one

[jaewritesfic]

Everlasting Trio DP x DC Nobody Knows AU Part 7

Part 6

The door Sam knocks on is in a much nicer building than she expected.

She and Tucker are visiting Danny for dinner - and boy did they both nearly burst with excitement when he shyly extended the invitation - and frankly Sam had expected an apartment building in the Narrows or Park Row.

Danny was a teenage runaway less than a decade ago, for God's sake. Forgive her and Tucker for assuming he'd still be getting his feet under him and scraping by.

This? This is not that.

Sam has half a mind to think Danny is sugaring. He certainly wouldn't have any trouble - the Danny that disappeared from Amity was cute, but small and awkward in that teenage way. The grown up Danny they've been reconnecting with? He's tall, lean and positively gorgeous.

She wouldn't have a problem with that, per say. But the Danny they knew was also too nice for his own good and starved for positive attention. If someone was taking advantage of that Sam would kill them. 

Separation did not quell her instinct to wrap Danny up and protect him from the world, it would seem.

There's a slight commotion after the knock before Danny himself is yanking the door open with a grin that's happy and nervous at the same time.

“Guys! Hey! Come in!”

He ushers them inside with all the energy of an overgrown puppy, something that hasn't changed one bit since they were kids.

Sam shivers a little as they enter, assuming there's an AC unit blowing over the entryway at first. She smiles at Danny's back as he babbles at them.

“I kind of lost track of time, so food isn't actually ready yet, but then I thought - hey! Who cares! We can cook together and it'll be fun! I got all vegan stuff too so we can make a meaty pizza for Tuck and a different one for you, Sam-”

The apartment they walk into is a spacious open floor plan, furniture in blacks and grays. She shivers again. Seriously-

“Your AC on the fritz or something?” Tucker asks, rubbing his arms a little. “It's like fifty degrees in here, man.”

Danny freezes for a second on his way to the kitchen space before turning around and beelining for a wall - the thermostat.

“Shit, sorry! Sit, sit! I knew I was forgetting something,” he grumbles as he flaps a hand towards the black bar stools at the kitchen island and fiddles with the thermostat. “I like the cold, I always have it too low for most people in here. Sorry about that, it'll get better soon.”

Sam and Tucker exchange bewildered looks as they sit at the kitchen island. There's liking it cool, and there's fucking freezing.

“Guess I don't have to ask your favorite season,” Tucker jokes, and Danny offers him an apologetic grin as he lopes back over.

“Yeah, probably a safe guess,” he chuckles on his way to the fridge. “You guys want drinks? I have a homemade sangria if you want. Beer, wine, you name it.”

Tucker opts for a beer. Sam asks for the homemade sangria, curious. Danny pours two glasses and takes an ice cube tray out to pop a couple of ice cubes in.

When the glass is set in front of her - “they're the stemless kind you can't knock over. Cool, right? Look at ‘em wobble, they're just little guys.” - she raises an eyebrow.

The ice cubes are in the shape of little ghosts. Tucker snorts when he sees them, taking the bottle opener Danny offers for his beer.

“Ghosts? Really?”

Danny blinks like he'd forgotten he had a novelty ice cube tray, then grins and shrugs.

“I mean. What else is being from Amity good for if not inside jokes?”

He turns away before she can respond with any form of bewilderment - Danny had been known for disappearing during ghost fights, after all. He was terrified of them. She hadn't expected him to want any reminders of ghosts or his ghost hunter parents.

Sorry - Jack and Maddie.

With two resounding thunks, Danny slaps store bought dough onto his nice dark counters. He at least remembered to leave them out to rise. 

“Alright! While I roll this out, it's time to pick your toppings lady and gent - go wild, go ham. Let me show you my selection.”

He opens the fridge again, pulling out meats and veggies and cheeses abound. Sam notes vegan cheese alternatives in the mix with a warm fondness in her chest. She's stricter about being vegetarian than vegan, but the fact that Danny went that extra little mile? 

Yeah. Yeah, this is still her boy. She missed having two of them. She and Tuck were never meant to be without a Danny, and she can see on Tucker's face that he feels the same way.

Smiling and standing to start looking through the options, Sam sips her sangria. 

It’s delicious, and the little ghost ice cubes smile back up at her like they're as glad as she is to be here.

Masterpost

[i-heart-hxh]

Gon wakes up, and the transition from dream to reality confuses him. He sits up in bed for a moment, feeling cool air wash over his skin, and takes a deep breath. He tries to remember where he is exactly; space and time both seem a bit warped to him as the dream slowly ebbs out of focus.

"You okay?" A voice asks in a mumble next to him. "Another nightmare?"

Gon turns to the source of the voice, and touches the shoulder of the person next to him.

"What's up?" The voice says.

"Oh! I'm just glad it's you, Killua. I had a weird dream and got confused."

Killua sits up too with a quiet yawn, leaning his shoulder against Gon's. "What kind of dream?"

"Hmmm... It's a little hard to remember already. But in the dream, I guess I had a grandchild, because I had gotten married to Noko at some point many years before."

"Who's Noko, again? The name sounds familiar, but..."

"The only other kid on the island when I was younger. I think you met her once or twice when we were on Whale Island?"

"Oh yeah, I kinda remember that. Why would you have married her, of all people?" Killua sounds vaguely offended, which makes Gon chuckle a bit.

"I don't know! It was just a dream! Anyway, I guess my grandchild was fishing, and she caught the Lord of the Lake. And they cooked and ate him!"

"Seriously, where the hell did this come from..."

"You know, I caught the Lord of the Lake, too, as a challenge before I became a Hunter. That was in real life, though. Anyway, the girl decided not to be a Hunter because I guess she didn't like that I left Noko all the time, or something. She just wanted to stay on Whale Island forever. And a bird flew over, and it showed some of my friends' relatives or grandchildren in other places, too."

"What a random dream," Killua says, then pauses. "So, are you going to run off on me and marry Noko so you can make this a reality? You want to be like Ging or something?" Killua asks. Gon can't see that well in the darkness, but he can tell Killua has a mischievous look on his face from his voice.

"No way!" Gon says. "I don't even know where that came from."

"Well, good, because you're the one who said you want to be together forever," Killua says, teasingly.

"Yeah... Of course I mean it, you know. I was relieved to realize you were next to me when I woke up, I wasn't sure what was real and not at first."

"I wasn't even in the dream?"

"No."

"That's weird."

"Yeah... I don't know what it means or anything. But someone in the dream said something like, 'I always want to be with the person I want to be with. Together always!' and it's hard to describe, but even though you weren't in the dream and I don't know where you were, I still thought of you."

"Well... Thanks," Killua says, much more softly than any of the things he said previously. Killua pauses, then kisses Gon on the forehead. "Can we go back to bed now?"

"Yeah," Gon says, "It's already getting hard to remember the dream."

"That's good, just forget about it."

"It has to be you, Killua. You know that, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, just to go back to bed. I love you, too."

[fantomette22]

Hello there! ^-^

It has been a while since I sent an ask but I miss your beautiful Gehrman drawings and posts

I was wondering if you had any ideas on who Mr. Gehrman’s parents were?

Hope you are well

Smiley anon!!!! :D Always a pleasure to see you're still around! Thank you for the great compliment 🥺 And I hope you are doing well too!

Yeah you are right I need to draw our scythe boy man more !

For real I really want & need to draw him more but I have lot to do as well and either don't managed to find the time or don't know what to do... still I managed to draw him a couple of time this year already so that's cool!

Anyway about his family! I'm glad you ask! I still haven't ALL the details (such as names I'm bad with names) but I do have a timeline of events and a couple of more precise ideas. (not gonna share everything here)

I really wanted to draw him and his family since a while as well but never got the occasion before, so thank you!

And it’s one more picture drawn from the old workshop! (Yeah one day i will draw all my headcanons of the photographies of the old workshop. It’s one of them. I like to think at least one is from his family).

Now, for me his parents are more in OC- Original Characters territory. And I headcanon he got a little sister (around 4+ year younger than him. Born the same year as Laurence. You see what I did here 👀).

They’re a pretty basic XIX/19th century working class-farmer family really. But I mean we're in bloodborne world so with chance, the level of life is a bit better (especially in education) than in real life. So yeah I imagined at the beginning he came from maybe a farmer family living in periphery of Yharnam or Hemwick when he was a child. With his parent, sister, + grandparents, cousins of his parents & his aunt ( a badass lady!) near. Thanks to his family & parents, Gehrman learnt almost everything he needed in life (work, repairing things & craft, surviving skills, hunt, cook, sew etc). I also like the idea that he could have foreign origin from either one of his parents or his grandparents at least. (But compared to Laurence who have half foreign origin too mr hunter actually inherit the tall genes compared to his friend XD)

The only thing missing would be a thirst for knowledge and he only had books & museum (& maybe a bit school too) to help it. Until well Byrgenwerth.

Also Gehrman was quite an unusual kid compared to his peer and that sometimes did worried his parents. Either he got interests far from kid his age or he was straight up out of the norm. (pretty oblivious he liked typical girl toys for exemple but was kind of a loner too. But also mean, one day they found a hurt bird on the ground. And the first thought the kid had was to mercy kills it... instead of just idk letting it here let nature do it's work... well in the end they took the bird in and heal it until it could fly again👍)

But he did fantastic things as well and they are very proud of him for that! He found huge meteorite in a field one day, he saved his dad life (kinda drama too), he killed a sick & dangerous wolf who was attacking cattle and almost lost his leg! No not because of the wolf but because of a trap... yeah he got hurt way too much on his right leg way before losing it...

Then I guess the mom passed away?? And his dad, sister and him moved to Yharnam, when he was a teenager. So yeah not always easy and even if his father probably tried hard at first, the more time pass the more he kinda suck. That lead to lot of yelling and almost fighting between the two men. (thanks god the sister was there🙏 yeah crying if not getting mad at them usually calm them both very efficiently). His father except his kids to basically take care of things at the house and that everything should ready when he's almost never here to help. And when he is, he's generally not in a good mood. So yeah I thunk he missed his mom (and aunt too) quite a lot...she was very nice and very kind and he misses her presence for sure.

Wen he got his majority or close to it, the big epidemic strike and his sister sadly passed away from it... it brokes him, nothing hold him back anymore so he leaved from his dad's and went to find some work. Still, a bit later they did reconcile! You know typical father/son activity! Like hm hunting...

Then I guess his dad passed away?? Yeah it's not very clear for me either maybe he could still be around, but I know that he ended all alone at some point and Gehrman got sick. He went to get heal at Byrgenwerth but they had to cut his leg to save him. Then he leave the region for a couple of years before coming back to study at Byrgenwerth!

I don't have precise names as well. I'm bad to choose them and it's not like I absolutely need them either. Still, on my list of names for OC I might had a few that could work. Hm ok I actually might have a more precise idea for his father. I think it would be very very funny if his father's name is like Herman or a name very similar to his own just for the following exchange :

"Oh that's your dad's name ? I see... he must have been very inspired to name you when you were born then 🤣"

Gehrman : Actually my parents named me after the legend of this guy but ok I guess 😑

OH I ALMOST FORGOT TOO!!!

but a few months ago i came across this beautiful painting! And immediately it made me thought of Gehrman or his parents back then! Either Gehrman in a very specific AU of mine hehe but i think it could also just illustrate his parents 🥺

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In the end you are right too. I should share more ideas / thoughts and headcanons on him as well when I find the time. The ones I could probably never wrote in a proper story so better draw + write some posts about it (such as : conflict with Laurence + with everyone + his grief after Maria passed away ; I swear I'm gonna draw him with his dog I SWEAR it's on my wip list ; I finally got an idea for an halloween costume for him 3 months after halloween 💀 ; hm 🤔 idk some lil shenanigans with the others too; how he got his red scarf 🧣 ; ah and more time while as a student supporting Laurence bullshit or encouraging him).

Thank you again smiley anon, I know I can always count on you! I hope it answer your question, there's a lot of mixt ideas. I'm curious about your ideas as well on our dear mister Gehrman! If, idk one day you wanna share or talk about it more (even on private). It will be my pleasure!

[the-lark-ascending69]

Headcanons about Nancy and Robin talking about Barb?

I actually have a very very specific scenario in mind set in my comphet robin/monster hunter AU, in which Nancy is responsible to look out for Robin, who's under Vecna's curse - but that doesn't mean she needs to be with her 24/7 (which is a relief to both of them, because they don't really like each other at this point). BUT, for some reason, one night Robin decides to make it her goal to annoy Nancy as much as possible, or at least that's how Nancy feels like, because she keeps following her and tagging along everywhere she goes, just talking her ear off even though Nancy has plans that night, plans that don't involve Robin, and would much prefer it if Robin just went home.

Anyway, as Nancy walks and Robin follows her, they find themselves at the door of a hourse Robin doesn't recognize, and Nancy tells her to leave one more time before knocking.

But then the door opens, and it's Mrs. Holland there. Nancy was to have dinner with them that night. She's been having dinner with them every saturday night for the past two years, ever since Barb's body was found.

And Nancy expects Robin to finally leave her alone, now that she's joining the Hollands - but then Mrs. Holland inhales and says:

"Robin? Dear, is that you?"

Nancy freezes, mind racing, wondering from where could Mrs. Holland possibly know Robin from.

"Um. Hi, Marsha," Robin mumbles.

"Oh, Robin! It's been so long. Please, come in! It's always nice to see Barb's friends."

So Robin ends up awkwardly joining them, much to Nancy's confusion. She and Barb hadn't really talked ever since they were... twelve? But here she was - not in the house in which she'd spent a great deal of her childhood, drawing and listening to music and infodumping with Barb for hours on end - no, this was a new, smaller house, but with far more pictures of Barb than the old one. Barb's parents are so happy to see her, or the closest thing to happy one can be when you lose a daughter. They reminisce about Barb's childhood with her - how they used to make fun of boys and how they were both so smart and loved to read together, how they held hands everywhere they went and how they played all sorts of games in the playground and the old house's backyard. It's uncomfortable for Robin at first, but then she begins to feel really sad, becuse she remembers thinking Barb had just ran away, but she was dead. Dead, dead, dead. Gone forever. She would never see her childhood best friend again. She tears up a little. She tells them that, even though she hasn't spoken to Barb in years, she treasures every memory she had with her, and even knowing how everything ended, could she travel to the pas she would be her friend again, because every second of their friendship was worth it.

Here's a small scene I have in my WIPS:

“Yeah, I mean, Barb and I were weird as hell.” Nancy put her glass down  “What Robin means to say is that… she and Barb had a really unique friendship.” “No, that's not what I mean.” Robin shook her head. “Barb and I were freaks. We were weird. Like… Nance, why are you kicking me? Stop that. Anyway, I once found a weird slug in the grass and Barb helped me figure out what the heck it was, and we kept it in a jar for like a week. We took it to school every day in secret and we showed it to everyone because we thought having a slug pet named Neil Armstrong would make us really cool. And when dumbass kids made fun of us - Barb wouldn't even care. Like, I kept hiding Neil Armstrong in my hoodie because I didn't want to be known as the Slug Girl but Barb… she just shrugged. Like I distinctly remember her shugging when they called her Slug Girl. It was a full body shrug, like the intensity with which she did not care had overcome her entire being. She was way beyond all of us. No one even held a candle to her. She was authentic. Not fake authentic, like, being pretentious just for the sake of being pretentious and stuff. She was herself, utterly and wholly and I - I don't think I ever met anyone else like that.”

Nancy is... tense when they leave. Robin says goodbye to Barb's parents with a big long hug, and then Nancy walks back to where she left her car, before Robin intercepted her. They climb inside.

"They sold their house," she said. "To pay for a... private investigator who could tell them who killed Barb." Robin felt something in her gut drop, like a piece of wet cement falling from the walls of her stomach. "I didn't know that." Nancy adjusted her grip on the steering wheel. "They hired someone who would ruin their life, with the amount they charged. All to tell them what I already know." Who killed Barb, by breaking her arms, her legs, her jaw, sucking in her eyes. Robin remembered the ticking clock and shuddered. "I'm assuming you have a very good reason not to tell them." "It would put them in danger." Nancy said. She pressed her lips together. Looked down, then back up again. "So instead, I let them ruin their lives all over again." Robin observed her - the bags under her eyes, the mess that was her hair, the broken skin around her nails from picking and biting. "Nance," she said. "You know it wasn't your fault, right?" Nancy stares ahead, unmoved. The street was dark and silent. "I'll be droping you at your house, now," she said. "Call me if you have any headaches, or if you have a nosebleed or just... see something." Robin nodded. "Alright."

Next time they talk about Barb it's... well, it's complicated. I don't have anything written for it, but I know it'll be a lot, because they talk about a lot of things - there's Nancy's survivor's guilt, there's Robin feeling like a burden, and most importantly, Nancy confessing she was in love with Barb, and that thinks she died because she was so scared of it that she rushed to sleep with a boy, when she should've been looking out for her. So forgive her if she's not going to run away from her feelings for Barb, now. Last time she did, it got her killed. If maybe she hadn't been so cowardly, Barb may have lived, and she misses her so much today, she has so much love inside of her with nowhere to go, that she can't keep pretending she didn't love her anymore.

It shakes Robin to her core - this is comphet!Robin after all, she's in a whole different wavelength and she's frozen from hearing Nancy talk - but it does put some things into perspective.

Next time they talk about Barb, it's less dramatic. They couldn't sleep, so they're having some tea at midnight, and it's Robin who starts - tells her about she and Barb's childhood mischief. Or rather, her own mischief, with Barb behind her keeping her out of trouble. Nancy's lips twitch into a tiny smile. "Sounds just like Barb," she says. "Between her and me, she was always the sensible one."

They exchange anecdotes - Robin tells Nancy about Barb's childhood, and Nancy tells her about her teenage years (Robin can't help but notice, in Nancy's words and tone, just how deeply her love runs. How she mentions the little things. How she found each small gesture so endearing and precious). Together, it's like they're putting together a tapestry of who Barb was, the whole of her, and at the same time, they get closer to her. Despite her absence, they get to know Barb better. Nancy cries, because how could she not? But they're not entirely sad tears. She's happy, too, because she hasn't felt this close to Barb in years.

They visit her grave together one time. Nancy brings her flowers, and she sits on the ground and talks to her. She tells her about her day and how the world of the living is doing, and about her old friend, Robin, whom she supposes is now their friend. Robin isn't as sure of what to say, so she just says they both miss her, and that she'll take care of Nancy now, the same way Nancy takes care of her.

She holds Nancy's hand, in hopes it'll be comforting. Nancy squeezes back.

[oceangirl24]

Saudade: "I Never Sang for My Father"

"Nothing good ever happens to Shawn Hunter" was so ingrained in him he often felt that someone had written his life story in such a way as to doom him to a never-ending cycle of misery.

The reality was somewhere in his life when he was very young, someone had put this idea into his head. The memory was vague, but he remembered a teacher had spoken these words over him. It was perhaps not those exact words and was more like "nothing good has happened to Shawn Hunter" or "nothing good will happen to Shawn Hunter" that was actually said. Whatever the original phrase was, it stuck in his head as "nothing good ever happens to Shawn Hunter".

And it was so apart of his core that he was undeserving of good things happening to him that he lived it out for over 30 years. In those moments when something good did happen to him, he was unable to accept it and, in most cases, actively rejected it.

Just like he'd rejected Jon for so long.

The ultimate good.

Shawn sighed and let his chin drop to his chest. When he looked up again, Chet Hunter stood in front of him, looking very much alive.

He froze in shock.

He hadn't seen Chet since he'd been home.

His biological father leaned lazily against the couch. His plaid shirt unbuttoned down to the fourth button so that his white beer-stained t-shirt showed. These shirts were tucked into faded blue jeans.

Chet stared at him with glassy eyes.

"So now you know what happened to Teach," he said in a gruff, almost accusatory tone.

Shawn narrowed his eyes at the apparition. "Yeah, I do."

The corner of Chet's mouth twitched. "You happy now?"

"Gettin' there."

Chet stared at him impassively. "Tell me, Shawnie, is Mr. Perfect, Joe Cool, everything you imagined him to be?"

Shawn didn't know how to respond.

When Chet showed up post-death, he was always humble and contrite with a wisdom and grace he did not have in life.

The snippy, critical bite to his words now threw him off.

When he didn't answer, Chet threw up his hands. "You wish he'd been your dad instead of me don'tcha?" He swore at Shawn. "I did the best I could for you, Shawnie! I had my own problems. You weren't the only one who never had nothing good happen to him. You think life was easy for me? It wasn't! I did all I could do. Couldn't do nothing else."

This is what Chet was like when he was alive, making every situation about him and never taking responsibility for anything he did. Shawn's eyes narrowed as the old familiar feelings of anger, resentment, hurt, and fear rose up in him.

"Yes, you could've," he snapped back.

Chet's glared at him. "How?"

"You could've come back and talked to me, told me the truth- that you were happier without a wife and kid. Happier with the alcohol than with me. Then you could've left me with someone who cared about me!"

Chet swore again and turned away. When he looked back, his eyes were red-rimmed and angry. "You adored him! He could give you things I couldn't. I could never compete with Teach. But you were my kid! I deserved the adoration you gave him."

Shawn paused and reminded himself that this was not the real Chet. However, that fact made this encounter even more confusing as he was no longer in control of it.

Chet was going off script.

Way off script.

And it pulled his thoughts past Katherine and losing Audrey to losing Jon. Those feelings that had been dredged up from the depths of him exploded through the surface.

"Then why did you agree to let them adopt me and then come back and say no?! Why did you let me go to New York to get Mom and then lie to me about Dad and that nurse?!"

His words hit Chet and instantly drained all color from him. He withered into a sick old man. "You callin' him Dad now? You gave him my name?" His voice was weak and trembling. "That's why, Shawnie. Without the stories I had nothin'. You loved him more. Stories were all I had to keep you with me."

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[poseidonsdaughterthesiren]

The Daughter of Poseidon: Chapter Six

Della has to admit flying on a bronze dragon’s back is a surreal feeling. Up high the air is frigid. But thanks to the heat Festus generates they don’t feel it at all. Talk about seat warmers! 

Leo uses reins to steer Festus through the clouds like a reindeer.  They zip through the clouds with ease the rest of the world below is nothing but a speck. 

“Cool right?” Leo says. A pleased smile coats his features. 

“What if we get spotted?” asks Piper. 

“The mist,” Jason and Della say at the same time. Jason smiles at her. 

“It keeps mortals from seeing magic things,” Della explains, “Only seers will notice anything out of the ordinary.” 

Her mind goes back to the memory of Luke. His poor mother–

“Seers?” asks Leo. 

“Mortals who can see through the mist,”  Jason answers.

Della glances back at him and notices he’s holding a photo of a girl, a girl with dark hair. Is that…Thaila?

Jason glances up at her. He sheepishly puts the photo back in his pocket. 

“We’re making good time probably get there by tonight.” 

“Get where?” Della asks. “I thought you didn’t have a plan.” 

Jason laughs, “We’re going to find the god of the North Wind. And chase some storm spirits.” 

⬳

The silence had begun to drive Della insane. Typically, when she and her friends went on quests they couldn’t shut up. Percy, in particular never shut up on their quests. 

“So,” Piper says. Oh, thank the gods. “Della earlier you said you’re a cursed child…what exactly does that mean?” 

Leo sat up straight at the head of the dragon. “You’re cursed?!?” 

Della laughs dryly. “Sometimes I wonder, but being a cursed child means that you’re an offspring of the Big Three.”

“The Big Three?” Piper asks. “Do you mean, like Zeus, Hades, and–”

“Poseidon, yeah. They made a pack to not have kids. It’s a loose promise. Anyways, all three have broken it in recent years. We’re more forbidden than cursed.” 

“So, are you, your brother, and Jason the only ones?” asks Leo.

“No there’s Nico Di Angelo a son of Hades, and Thalia Grace…she’s a daughter of Zeus but has taken up with the Hunters of Artemis.” 

“So why did make a pact if they break it?” asks Piper.

“We’re considered ‘too powerful’ which is fair Percy can take on a whole army by himself, and I–we don’t fully know what all I can do yet.” Della looks down at her lap. 

She’s always felt second best to Percy, especially after he took on the Curse of Achilles. She doesn’t understand all she can do. The only thing she does know is her fate, her usual nightmare. Meeting a similar end to Thesus. Being betrayed and thrown over a cliff–but instead of into the sea, it’s Asphodel. She’d seen it in person back when she was twelve, on her first quest. 

Della shivers at the thought of the horrid place. 

“Shut up me,” Leo says out of nowhere. 

“What?” Piper asks.

“Nothing,” he says, “Long night. I think I’m hallucinating. It’s cool.” 

Jason, Piper, and Della all share looks of concern. 

“Just joking.” Leo decides to change the subject. “So what’s the plan bro? You said something about catching wind, breaking wind, or something?”

As they fly over New England, Jason lays out the game plan. First, find Boreas and grill him for information–

“His name is Boreas?” Leo has to ask. “What is he the God of Boring?”

Second, Jason continues, they have to find the spirits that attacked them at the Grand Canyon–

“Venti? Do you mean anemoi thuellai?” asks Della. 

“Can we just call them storm spirits?” Leo asks, “Venti makes them sound like evil expresso drinks and the other one sounds harder.” 

And third, Jason finishes, they had to find out who the storm spirits work for, so they could find Hera and free her. 

“So you want to look for Dylan, the nasty storm dude, on purpose?” 

“That’s about it. Well…there might be a wolf involved too. I think she’s friendly…so she probably won’t eat us, unless we show her weakness–”

“I’m sorry…a wolf?” asks Della. She turns around and faces him. 

Jason explains his dream of Lupa the murder-wolf and a burned-out house with stone spires growing out of the swimming pool.

“Uh-huh, but you don’t know where this place is?” asks Leo. 

“Nope.” 

“Lovely…” says Piper.

“Sounds about right for a forbidden child’s quest.” Della turns back towards the others. 

“There are also giants, the prophecy said “The giants’ revenge” Piper reminds them. 

“Hold on,” Leo says, “Giants? As in more than one? Why can’t it be one giant who wants revenge?”

“Too easy,” Della mutters. 

“I don’t think so,” Piper muses, “I remember in some of the old Greek stories, there was something about an army of giants.” 

“But they haven’t been seen for centuries, but then again neither had Kronos.” 

“Great…knowing our luck it will be a whole army,” Leo says. “You learn anything else while doing research for your dad Pipes?”

“Your dad?” Della asks. 

“Umm yeah, he’s an actor, Tristan McLean.” Piper mumbles. 

“What was he in?” asks Della and Jason.

“I’m surprised Della doesn’t know.” 

“Hmmm….oh wait…wait! Yes! He’s the Aphrodite’s cabin top pick this year!” 

Piper sighs. “That’s why he’s on the wall in my cabin.” 

“Yeah, they pick a new “hottie” every year.” 

Piper looks about ready to heave off to the side. 

Leo on the other hand cackles. “That’s the only reason you’ve heard of him?”

“I mean I vaguely remember the movie posters. But Percy, Beth, and I don’t go to movies very often.” 

“You don’t go to movies?” Leo asks.

“Look I don’t go out very much in the mortal world unless I’m thirdwheeling.” 

It was a sad truth, Della didn’t really go out that often. It just wasn’t her style. Of course, she’s been to movies over the past few years but is has always been with Annabeth and Percy. Mostly, because Percy drug her carcass out with them. 

“Thirdwheeling?” The others ask. 

Della sighs. “Not to change the subject, but I’m gonna….giants, we were discussing the giants.” 

“The giants–well there were loads in Greek mythology. But if I’m thinking of the right ones they were bads news. 

“Extremely bad news,”  Della sighs. “They rose after Krono's first downfall–eons ago. They could throw mountains and things of that nature. Like the Titans, they too tried to destroy Olympus. If these are the same giants–”

“Chiron said it was happening again,” Jason says. “The last chapter–that’s what he meant. No wonder he didn’t want us to know all the details.” 

Leo whistles. “So…giants who can throw mountains. A wolf-mother who will eat us if we show weakness. Evil Starbucks drinks. Got it. Maybe not the best time to bring up my psycho babysitter.” 

“You’re joking,” Piper says. 

Leo tells them about Tîa Callida, who was Hera, and how she’d appeared to him at camp. He fills them in on his past. How his mom died. And finally tells them about a woman in earthen robes who seemed to be asleep. 

“That’s disturbing…” says Piper. 

“Bout sums it up. The thing is everyone says not to trust Hera. And the prophecy says we’ll unleash death if we cause her rage. So… I gotta ask…why are we doing this?” 

“Because the gods–she chose us,”  Della sighs, “I will admit you guys have it  a bit rougher than my first quest.” 

“What do you mean?” Jason asks.

“You,” she points at Jason. “Have no memory. But I’m not that worried about your fighting ability. This is definitely not your first quest.” She looks over at Leo and Piper. “You two have absolutely no training. At least Percy and I had two weeks…then again we were twelve…”

“You were twelve?!?!” Piper and Leo say in disbelief. 

“You only had two weeks of training?” asks Jason. 

Della shrugs and smiles a bit. “ Zeus accused me and Percy of stealing his master bolt. Even though we didn’t know we were half-bloods.” 

“Holy–how’re you alive?”

“Luck?” Della laughs. “Anyways the other reason we have to do this is–this quest will kick off something bigger. This is an antecedent.” 

“And helping Hera is the only way to get back my memory. That dark spire in my dream seemed to be feeding off Hera’s energy. If that thing unleashes a king of giants by destroying Hera–”

“Not a good trade-off,” Piper agrees. “At least Hera is on our side.” 

“Mostly–she’s the peacekeeper. The only thing that keeps the gods from annihilating each other,” Della chimes in. 

Jason nods, “Chiron said worse forces are stirring on the day of the solstice, with it being a good time for dark magic, and all–something that could awaken if Hera were sacrificed that day. And a mistress who’s controlling storm spirits, the one who wants to kill all demigods–”

“Might be that weird sleeping dirt lady.” finishes Leo. 

“If she’s asleep that means we have some time,” says Della. 

“Yeah, Dirt Woman fully awake,” Leo says, “not something I want to see.” 

“But who is she?” Jason asks, “And what does she have to do with the giants?”

Good questions, no answers. The wind blew colder the further north they went. 

Della rubs her hands together to keep warm and then rubs at her eyes. 

“Hey,” Jason leans forward, “get some sleep, Ariel. We need our guide.” 

“I’ll take you up on that Hercules. You do the same,” she whispers. 

She closes her eyes and dozes off.

[therummesoccupied]

FANG THE HUNTER: ISSUE #4 - THOUGHTS

I know! I'm very late! I'm sorry!

It's just... I can't think of a ton to say about this one that I didn't already say about the other three.

The writing is good, there are lots of neat character moments, art is stretchy and fun with plenty of visual inspiration from the games... yeah, it's cool!

Some specific points I'd like to note, though...

I do really love this scene where Fang just straight-up yoinks the Heavy Shinobi's katana and KO's him with it. It's the kind of thing I wouldn't normally think SEGA would allow, since we haven't really seen any character use a sword in canon since Black Knight (if Black Knight is even canon, for that matter).

Perhaps its the anime kid in me, but that was rad as hell.

I've seen a few folks complain about this moment - namely after Fang's proclamation that "Nobody takes what's mine" back in Issue 2, but... I dunno, I think it's fine.

Firstly, the situations are not equivalent. This isn't really a case of somebody "taking" Bark from him as much as him choosing to leave Bark behind.

Secondly, a big part of this comic's story has been the growing strain on the Hooligans' relationship as the story has gone on. His feelings about the other two have certainly changed since then.

Thirdly, I think he pretty clearly... doesn't mean it?? Like, all it takes is Bean looking at him funny and he decides to go help Bark out.

I dunno, this does not seem like a huge deal to me.

I also really like the fight between Bark and the Heavy King.

With the detail they add to Bark accruing damage over the course of their brawl and the little bits of lighting and shadow they add to him, they manage to make Bark look... kinda badass?

Like, I get he was always meant to be a cool fighty guy, but he's also always had that Silly Classic Sonic verneer over him that keeps him from seeming too... I dunno, COOL!

I'm just glad they even went the length to add this little bit of visual intensity.

Speaking of Bean and Bark, though, I must regretfully acknowledge that what I predicted did ultimately come to pass...

The Hooligans have broken up.

(Also I keep seeing Sonic YouTubers refer to them as the "Hoodlums?" That's... not their name? Whatever, it's just weird.)

Anyway, I actually really enjoy this move. It's not often in IDW we get to have a tale end in tragedy, so it's nice to see the conclusion here be so bitter. These are three characters we've been used to seeing together for YEARS, even before IDW Sonic began, and now, they're no more.

Maybe they'll have a heartwarming reunion someday, but thus far, this split has even carried over into the games, as we've seen in Sonic Superstars.

Speaking of Superstars...

That's how our comic ends - with Fang setting off for Northstar Island to begin the plot of Sonic Superstars!

In the time since this issue came out, I've learned this move was fairly controversial, but I dunno, I found it neat! This is the first time I can think of that we've had the plot of IDW play directly into a specific game!

They haven't firmly established if or when stuff like Team Sonic Racing or Sonic Frontiers happens within the comic yet (my personal headcanon is that neither have occured up to this point) so it's cool to see the IDW story so clearly connect itself to the games this way.

It's also neat to see IDW's Classic Era link itself to the Modern Era with Fang ending up in possession of the Warp Topaz, which of course, we will later see appear in the hands of Dr. Starline. I already did my big rant about how much I LOVE the Warp Topaz being here and how it has firmly gotten me onboard the Unified Timeline now, but it's still a very cool note to end on.

It does leave me asking a few questions, though?

Firstly, if Fang has the Warp Topaz at the beginning of Superstars' plot... why doesn't he... use it? I can't think of a single time he teleports or warps around in that game. Heck, his ace in the hole is a big mech of himself that doesn't appear to do anything of the sort.

Then... how does it end up in the cave where Starline finds it? Was there some form of confrontation between Starline and Fang we'll never get to see?

And wouldn't that be SICK??

As weird as the choice to end the story with Fang in possession of the Warp Topaz was, I'm pretty happy with how this miniseries came out! I really hope that, in the future, we get more arcs like this centered around specific members of the games cast.

I like the IDW cast just fine, but... c'mon. You KNOW that's not who we're picking up the comic to see.

The book tells me everything I need to know about them just by the way it puts them in the story.

The reason I love arcs like this and Scrapnik Island is because they take the characters I'm already familiar with from my time with the games - Fang and Mecha Sonic - and tells me things I didn't know about them, puts them in situations I've never seen them in before. Takes stuff I know from the games and EXPANDS upon it!

All in all, this is up there with Scrapnik Island and Chao Races & Badnik Bases as my favorite arcs in the series.

With Fang in the rear view, we head back to the Modern era for the Phantom Riders arc, the first issue of which is already out, and I hope to talk about it before the next one is released this time.

Thanks for reading!

[averseunhinged]

💌 send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌 :)

ilu, ella! you're cool and nice and you should probs know that i've prev screenshotted your translated class notes for my own further investigation. you're like a history stuff influencer.

here is a thing from further on in i never said i had the answer i thought you might enjoy! it's v rough and idk what the final form of it will be b/c there's a giant chunk of s4, plus boring new orleans supernatural politics, left to go before this, but it involves my favorite pet theories about the elena + caroline + bonnie friendship.

“You got into Yale?” Elena questioned with a little laugh, dripping in disbelief.

“I had the highest GPA in our graduating class,” Caroline scoffed and crossed her arms, leaning her weight back on one hip. “I got a 2130 on my SATs in one try. Yeah. I got into Yale.”

“Because you’re organized and you obsess over stuff. Not because—”

“Whoa, Elena,” Bonnie protested off to the side.

“Not because I’m intelligent or hardworking? Or because I dedicated myself to cheerleading and student council and spent most of my spare time doing civic activities and community service, because I wanted to be the most attractive candidate to every school I applied to?”

“That’s not what I meant,” Elena insisted, squeezing her hands into fists and pressing them into her stomach, like she always had when she argued with Caroline before turning sucked out her personality and replaced it with Damon’s.

“Of course, that’s what you meant. Because I’m just bitchy, bimbo Caroline, right? Nothing else to see here, right?”

A petite, delicate hand inserted itself between their faces. “Absolutely not,” Bonnie demanded. “You are not doing this to me. I refuse to relive the freshman year fights.”

“Freshman year fights?” Stefan asked, heroically latching onto the attempt to defuse the two women.

“Caroline makes varsity cheer squad freshman year, so Elena goes on a date with Caroline’s crush. Caroline embarrasses Elena in front of said crush and he doesn’t ask her out again. Elena tells the sheriff about the college guy hitting on Caroline, so she gets grounded.” Bonnie flopped onto the sofa next to Stefan. “Why does Elena look better in low rise jeans than I do? Why is Caroline’s hair always shinier than mine? I love you both very much, but I swear I’ll figure out a way to dagger you like Mikaelsons if the alternative is living with that for the rest of my life.”

The room was quiet for a moment, until Damon loudly slurped Liz’s Maker’s Mark. Caroline rattled a disgusted noise deep in her throat when he responded to her disapproving glare with a toasting glass and a show of settling more comfortably into his chair, like he was ready to be entertained.

“I thought we were all going to Whitmore together,” Elena finally said.

Caroline took a steadying breath and tried to shake off her defensiveness. Forced herself to uncross her arms and roll the tension out of her shoulders. She explained, “We were! Yale was just a last minute whim, because they have this specific interdisciplinary Classics program, and I didn’t know when I applied, but the head of the department is a vampire, so when I said I wanted to minor in finance, too, it raised some flags,” she paused and then burst out in a quick rush of justification, “and I might have used a passage I translated out of an old journal in Grams’ collection as an example of the work I was interested in doing. I didn’t think it had anything obviously witchy, but it rang more bells.”

“Jesus, Barbie,” Damon groaned.

“Well, I know it was dangerous, now,” Caroline stopped and thought, frowning. “Mostly because they recognized my last name and universities have problems with hunters infiltrating the student population with their kids. They waitlisted me while they investigated, but I really am a vampire. So, they didn’t have to kill me and everyone I know. Crisis averted. Everything’s fine.”

[litfeathers]

Ooo maybe a Huntlow/Gustholomule double date? Where Huntlow tries to help Gus out and everything goes downhill but ofcourse, end up good? 👀👉👈

The drabble ended up slightly different from your request, but I really hope you still like it!

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“Why did I agree to this?!”

“Because I’m so devastatingly handsome you can never say no to me?”

Gus helped Matt straighten the lapel of his dress shirt before changing his mind and flicking it back to the way it was.

“Nah. Guess rumpled little gremlin is just your look!”

He flicked his own suit coat before posing like the coolest of cool guys, shooting Matt a finger gun as he pulled down his shades.

“And I guess heartthrob is mine.”

Matt scoffed, looking away from Gus to hide his smile and blush.

As Gus left the room to find his wallet, Matt started pacing on the Porter's living room carpet.

“Alright. I just have to be normal for three or four hours,” he fretted. “This will be fine. It'll even be...fun? Just a double date with my boyfriend. A fancy dinner and a movie. It’s fine. Willow’s pretty cool. And…Hunter’s…uh."

He groaned.

“This is gonna be so awkward and dumb.”

Matt’s wild thoughts were interrupted by his boyfriend’s father.

“Well, don’t you look sharp!” Perry said, poking his head into the living room. “You need to be back by ten thirty, Augustus.” He added as Gus reentered the room.

“Sure, Dad.”

“And if you’re running late, remember to text.”

"Yeah, Dad."

Gus hugged his father, and Matt gave him an awkward hand shake as they left the house.

“Have fun, kids!” Perry said, waving from the doorway with a fond twinkle in his eye.

The boys settled on the porch steps to wait for their friends as the door clicked shut behind their backs.

“Hey…I didn’t wanna bring this up with Dad around…but are you okay? You’ve been acting weird,” Gus said, tapping his boot on a step.

“Yeah,” Matt said, avoiding his eyes. "I’m fine.”

“Nah, you’re not. Spill.”

“Ugh. Do I have to?”

“Well, I'd like it if you did. As long as it’s nothing major. You don’t want to chew on it all evening, right? It’ll ruin your night.”

“No. It’s nothing major, Gus. Just…okay. Let me try to get it out.”

Matt took a deep breath.

“When I was younger…I kinda had a…THING for…uh. I’m not gonna name names, but it was so dumb. Just a celebrity crush when I was a kid. I was like twelve, okay? A whole year before I met you. And let’s just say I got reminded of it earlier today, and it’s kinda driving me bonkers.”

“Ohhhkkaaayyy. So a typical Matt freakout. Gotcha.”

Gus cocked his head.

“Now I’m curious. Who was it? Can I get a hint?”

“UGH, GUS.”

“Hold on. Let me think…huh. Having trouble thinking of famous guys who might be your type. You’re hard to pin down. Your proclivities are mysterious. And unknowable.”

“Guuuuussssss.”

“Well, if you won’t tell me or even give me a hint, this might be an all evening game for the dinner table!” he laughed with a charming wink. “Just kidding. I’d never do you dirty like that, boo. Especially in front of Willow and Hunter.”

Matt involuntarily squeaked.

Gus froze and slowly turned to stare at a bright red Matt.

“Woah, woah, woah. Wait. Matt. MATTHOLOMULE. DID YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON HUNTER???”

Matt’s eyes bugged out.

He shook his head hard, his mouth smushed into a thin line.

“Matt, it’s totally cool if you did. Like you said, that was what...almost four years ago? Even if you still think he’s an attractive guy, that’s fine! And I mean…I’m not jealous.”

The way he said that made the hackles on Matt’s neck rise a little.

He could always tell when Gus was lying.

They sat together on the steps, pointedly avoiding each other’s eyes.

“It…was just…” Matt grumbled. “It wasn’t a big deal.”

“Was he your first crush?”

“…yeah.”

“Well, that’s way better than mine. Mine was Bria.”

“WHAT?!”

“That one only lasted maaaaaybee a few hours. But yeah,” Gus shrugged. “Like you said. Wasn’t a big deal!”

“Oh, Gus…she suuuuucks.”

“I know. Guess I have bad taste.”

“Yeah, you really-HEY!”

They shoved at each other for a second, play fighting with big cheesy grins.

“First crushes can be a little weird,” Gus said. “Let’s not…I dunno. Get jealous or upset about all that? All that matters is the awesome crushes we have now. On each other.”

“That sounds amazing,” Matt said, deflating a little in relief. “Please let’s just do that.”

A shout in the sky made them both look up.

Willow and Hunter were flying in on their palismen, waving at them frantically and dressed to the nines.

“Well? Is he still smoking hot?” Gus cackled out of the side of his mouth.

“Shut up,” Matt grumbled, trying desperately to hide his small grin.

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My askbox is still open for short fic requests ! If your idea tickles my fancy, I may just write it! I mainly write Huntlow and Caleb/Evelyn, but I'm also down for Raeda and Gustholomule!

[stars-and-birds]

Huntlow week day three

prompt: stargazing 

Hunter took a sip of water as he glanced around in the clearing they had settled at, making sure everyone was there. Camila was taking the hexsquad camping in the woods outside Gravesfield, and Hunter had made it his duty to know where everyone was at all times and make sure no one got lost. It was the middle of a warm summer night, and they had stopped hiking and finally found a place to set up camp in a beautiful clearing surrounded by old trees where the full moon shone down on them. The clearing was lit up by fireflies, which were surprisingly not on fire. Hunter would have to ask Camila if that was normal. 

“Stop worrying.” Luz laughed from behind him. “Everyone is accounted for. Except- oh? Where’s Willow?” Hunter swiveled his head around, searching for the green haired plant witch. Luz burst out laughing. 

“I’m just kidding. She wandered past those trees a few minutes ago, she’s fine.” 

Hunter shot her a glare. “She should have told me first! How long has she been gone? I’m going to go check on her.” 

Luz rolled her eyes. 

“I’m telling you, she’s fine. But if you want to go check on her, go ahead. I’m sure she’d love your company.” She teased, her expression morphing into a smirk. Hunter found himself blushing. 

“It’s not like that,” he muttered and stalked off to go find Willow. After searching for a few minutes, he found her on a hill past some trees, gazing at the stars.

“Captain! There you are.” 

She turned around and smiled at him. 

“Hi, Hunter. Care to join me?” Her hair was undone, flowing freely in the passing breeze. Wow was the only thought in Hunter's head. She’s beautiful.

“The stars are different here.” She said as Hunter settled into the grass, leaning back to stare at the sky with her. He nodded, pointing up to a cluster of stars above them.

“That one should be a constellation. Magnus Titan, the great titan. It was discovered in the Deadwardian era by an oracle witch named-” he paused, noticing she had closed her eyes.  

“Sorry. Am I boring you?” he asked, concern weaved in his words. She laughed.

“No, not at all. I like the sound of your voice.” He glowed like a firefly, positive he was on fire like one (or at least like one should be) too. 

“So you know a lot about stars?” 

Hunter paused, unsure if she was teasing him. 

“Yeah, there were some books in the palace about them. I used to read them all the time.” She sighed wistfully.

“That’s cool. I wish I could do something like that.”

“But captain! You can do so many cool things! You’re the most talented witch I’ve ever met!” She laughed, a beautiful sound that melted Hunter inside and out. 

“Thanks Hunter. It wasn't always like that though.” She turned on her side to face him so that they were eye to eye. Titan, they were so close. A few more minutes and Hunter might actually faint. 

“When I was in the abominations track… I never felt good enough. Sometimes I felt like running away. Which I stupid, I know. I have two wonderful dads and I’m so lucky, but…” she got quiet for the moment, and Hunter didn’t interrupt. Willow was always so cheerful, Hunter figured she deserved to get this off her chest. She didn’t open up often, and he didn’t want to ruin the moment. 

“How about you? Did you ever think about running away?” She asked, looking up at him with those beautiful eyes.

“Oh, um. I don’t know. There was never any other place to go than the Emperor’s coven. I did… I did dream about a different life though.” He went quiet, the soft grass suddenly itchy under him, closing in. He understood how Willow felt, knowing you had it good but still wanting it better. Belos had constantly reminded him how lucky he was, how grateful he should be. Even after the months they had spent in the human realm, Hunter still found it hard to ask for things. He didn’t want to seem needy. He didn’t want to be kicked out. Which was ridiculous, he knew. Camila and everyone were so welcoming, so kind. 

“But then,” he continued, “I met Luz. And I realized it was okay to have dreams. I was lucky enough to meet everyone else, who made me feel special and loved.” He placed his hand on hers. 

“Especially you.” 

She smiled back at him.

“You’re right. Thank you Hunter.” She said,

“I’m lucky enough to have met you guys, to have come out of my shell.” She smiled, a smile that even in the dark could light up the whole sky, a smile that made Hunter's heart beat faster and ears turn bright red. And then Willow leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Something exploded in Hunter’s chest, a wonderful feeling, excitement and disbelief and love. She pulled away, smiling at him with that amazing smile of hers, then got up and offered him a hand. 

“You coming?” 

“Uh.. um” he fumbled, dumbstruck. “One… one sec. I’ll be right there.” He managed. 

“Okay, take your time.” 

And she walked away, her hair flowing freely in the summer breeze.

“Oh my titan” he muttered to himself. 

A million stars in the sky, but his eyes were focused only at the green haired one walking away. 

[fanfictasia]

Comfortember Day 1

Safe

Spoiler: This is an excerpt from Vision

“Can I call you dad?” I ask, jumping into Hunter’s lap. He reaches out to steady me instinctively, so I don’t fall off, my words taking a moment to catch up with him.

I’m decently certain this is the very first time I’ve ever seen Hunter completely mind blown.

“What?” I ask, when he just stares, “I thought the purpose pf parents was to take care of their kids, and isn’t that exactly what you do?” I’ve bene thinking about it a bit too much after seeing Hera interact with hers. That’s not a relationship I really understand, but I saw them, and I saw Cut and Suu with their children, and it makes me wish we had someone. I blame the – what was his name? The meanie who stole Cid’s parlor? – for even thinking about this. He’s the idiot who thought Hunter was my dad, so I had to ask.

I just like that thought, okay?? It makes me feel wanted. It makes me feel like I belong. I fit with people, not… some label. It’s complicated.

“Yeah,” Hunter acknowledges, blinking a few times. He still seems thoroughly caught off-guard. “I suppose, but you’re my sister. That’s not really my daughter.”

“I’m your niece,” I remind, raising an eyebrow.

Hunter laughs, hand gripping my shoulder. “Yes, you are.”

“’mega had a child when she was like, four? Isn’t that weird on nat-born standards?”

“I honestly have no idea.”

“Anyway,” I say, reaching up to touch his shoulder. His armor is hard and cool under my touch. He looks… peaceful, and I genuinely can’t remember when I last saw that on Hunter. I think it was… months ago, back before the Outer Rim sieges. “That’s not my question, anyway.”

He still looks a little blown away by the question. It’s… personal and weird, but really, that’s kinda what I am. “I – yeah,” Hunter agrees, and he sounds a little breathless for some reason. “If that’s really want you want?”

I have no idea why he’s so unreasonably nervous about this. It’s almost ridiculous, but I push myself forwards, half kneeling in his lap and throwing my arms around his neck. Hunter’s arms wrap around me as I press against him. It’s soothing, relaxing to be held by him. He’s safe. He always has been.

And I’d do anything to keep him the same.

I’ve always cared about him, but it was never really until we left Kamino that it really… cemented. What I feel towards him now is an overwhelming, all-consuming drive to – to – I don’t know, but I want him to be okay.

I want… to be whatever it is that he wants me to, and I trust him, so I know he’d only want me to be me.

“I’ll hafta find the next non-weird opportunity,” I supply, “Because this is gonna take some getting used to.”

“Yeah,” he agrees. He’s so gentle, I can easily see why he’s our leader. And why he’s stayed that way his whole life. I can’t really imagine that. I’m only responsible for Omega, and it’s exhausting and terrifying and sometimes, I have no idea what to do. I don’t know how he does it.

I bury my face against his neck, for once letting myself relax in the calm and peacefulness of his embrace, the one place in the galaxy I know I’ll always be safe.

[guest-1-2-3]

my discombobulated screeching about toh for the future

I just watched it and I am so overwhelmed like I always am

So HERE IS (almost) EVERYTHING I THOUGHT ABOUT IT

The Collector's changes to the Boiling Isles instantly reminded me of like what Discord did in that one mlp episode.

But like Collector's really like. A really powerful child. They're not evil, but they don't have a ton of human understanding? Or like empathy ig he just wants to have fun and have friends! Like my heart was crying out when Collector kept emphasizing how King is his best friend. Plus the fact that it's implied that this kid is like...alone? What happened to the rest of the Collectors? Obviously the stuff they're doing isn't good but I like the fact that they aren't making them EVIL HEARTLESS VILLAIN but rather a mega-powerful kid with understandably no understanding of empathy and stuff. We know the things they're doing aren't right but their actions MAKE SENSE.

"Oh come on. It's not as if a swamp ghost will inexplicably appear if you say his name." BELOS IS SECRETLY VOLDEMORT GASP

Hunter is going through it. Luz is going through it. Boscha is going through it. Gus is going through it. WILLOW IS GOING THROUGH IT. My god they're all incredibly traumatized.

Speaking of Willow OH MY GOD. They showed her own struggles so well??? She's always helping everyone else at the sacrifice of her own wellbeing and she represses her own emotions to help others SJDFJHKSK. It really ties in to her whole "Out of sight, out of mind" thing only SHES DOING IT WITH HER STRESS AND EMOTIONS

She really reminds me of Adora from spop. They sort of deal with this pressure to help everyone and save everyone in the similar way of sacrificing their own needs.

I'm really glad Willow got help from Gus and Hunter bc they're right, Willow's always been shown helping everyone out and it's really nice to see her own struggles and her own need for help. That scene with all the vines? Impeccable. She kept trying to handle it by herself and then she fell back into her "I'm just half-a-witch" thing. It's like, she bases her worth upon how she can help everyone else, and when she can't do that...

But then Hunter and Gus jump in with the IT'S OKAY TO LET IT OUT YOUVE HELPED US ALL SO MUCH and my HEART????

Btw Gus appreciation for that scene. There's a lot of focus on Hunter helping out Willow (justified, he was hugely helping I am not devaluing his help I love him so much and he popped off there) but I haven't seen nearly as much mention of Gus popping in there with his own positive affirmations. <3 They're both really great friends to Willow and I love it all so much

Also the Huntlow. Ngl, my original Huntlow opinions ranged from mild dislike to indifference but the new episode really gave me some appreciation for it. Just in general their bond has been getting stronger and things. I get the sense that it's moving a bit fast--which makes sense given all the time cut off the series--but their relationship, platonic or otherwise, is really sweet. I love them supporting each other.

CAMILA APPRECIATION. She's been handling this really well, and her communicating with and supporting Luz?? She's such a GOOD MOM. I also love how she noticed something was up with Willow and made sure to ask her about how she was feeling. Camila is best mom. And her baseball bat is beautiful.

Hunter. Beginning of episode my man is REALLY GOING THROUGH IT. Which makes sense, he's dealing with the grief from losing Flapjack, he was just possessed by Belos, he almost died, etc. I think it's really interesting to see his own stress response. He's kind of paranoid and super on alert. It makes a lot of sense for his character. I do feel like his mood shifts very abrubtly though in the middle? It was a little jarring how it just...changed immediately after the Willow situation, but I do like the fact that he's slightly happier again so yeah. Also COOL NEW TELEPORTY MAGIC. I love that.

Belos. Stinky slime man. The whole Caleb visions with the dagger floating above his head was very Hamlet-esque. Also he was just...possessing the dead bodies of his former grimwalkers? That's not terrifying at all. Istg my mood switched so fast with all of the possessions 'cause at first I was like OH HE'S GONNA POSSESS A FORMER GRIMWALKER?? IS HUNTER GOING TO HAVE TO FIGHT HIMSELF?? And then i remembered their bodies have been decomposing for years so...no. And then I was hyped for Odalia-Belos but then he just SUDDENLY POSSESSED PUPPET RAINE and my heart dropped so fast

Raine being possessed by Belos on TOP OF already being controlled by the Collector. Jesus Christ. They're really being possessed a lot aren't they.

I had many thoughts and I also have thoughts on King and New Hexside and Boscha and Matt and Luz and Amity and like yk basically everyone else but I've run out of steam so that's it for this

FOR THE FUTURE WAS SO GOOD. THAT'S MY LAST STATEMENT HERE.

[the-starry-seas]

Bad Batch finale stream of consciousness thoughts

THAT EPISODE NAME?!

Oh, right. The cavalry. The cavalry for Tech, the cavalry chosen especially to save Tech, Tech's cavalry.

bestie something about this intro has me fucking nervous I think it's the funeral music

I don't know if I like that this is a 48-minute episode that's a lot of time for things to happen and I don't know if they're gonna be good

"At the time. Yes!" <3

Rampart's talking a lot of shit for someone in smacking range

WDYM THEIR FAILURE IS INEVITABLE

oh shit Emerie redemption arc??? Omega really does make friends with everyone huh

oh shit these kids are accomplishing things!

I really do love Wrecker

"Don't like the sound of that" you and me both babe

"Things are about to get very loud anyways" I support womens' rights but more importantly I support womens' wrongs

FUCK YEAH BEASTIE BOY TIME

what was that scream lmfao he really said EEP

the way Echo's head moved when he heard the Zillo Beast was loose

BECAUSE IT'S EXACTLY WHAT I'D DO 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

why does Wrecker keep groaning you people are worrying me

CLONE FORCE 99 DIED WITH TECH WE'RE NOT THAT SQUAD ANY MORE bestie you are fucking killing me I'm hunting you for sport I'm never gonna recover

"Omega needs you both. I'm doing this alone." I'm not made to handle this kind of stress I need to be sent to the seaside for my health

Hunter and Wrecker immediately like "yeah that's our girl"

MY BROTHER WRECKER 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Hemlock's way too confident I don't like it

suddenly zombie vibes with these red tube men. don't like that thing no sir.

for some reason that double tap really got to me idk man they're just so in sync and i'm 🥺

ah fucknuggets

y'all had no reason to pancake Hunter

WHY ARE YOU ELECTROCUTING WRECKER FUCK OFF

oh my god did they just maim Crosshair

besties they don't have plot armour any more I'm scared shitless

HAVOC 5 BABE I'M SCREAMING

"Hey, kid. And... other kids." lmfao Echo's only ever talked to his one kid before hasn't he

oh this is not a good episode suddenly

what do you mean alterations to your methods what the fuck man cut this shit out (but maybe he tested out the new stuff on Tech who also survived??? one can hope??? I need one idea from this ep that isn't completely horrifying.)

I'm gonna cry over Echo huh

AUGH the clones banding together to help them AUGH 🥺🥺🥺🥺

y'know Hemlock referring to Tech as 'lost' rather than 'dead' gives me a skosh of hope that is most certainly false but that I shall have all the same

well fuck man these freed clones are the new redshirts huh

oh fuck yeah blow that bitch to pieces, RIP Nala Se and all but at least we got rid of that guy

ah fuck they got Echo

this amount of electrocution can't be good for anyone

can't be going out windows like that. can't be doing that.

glowy saber commando is some cool shit ngl

Hunter and Cross are a dream team tbh

THE ARM TAP AND THE NOD

"I can't risk Omega" OUWCH

FUCK YEAH LIGHT THE BITCH UP

oh my god her running to Cross first is just gonna break me

did they just. leave. without Echo and Wrecker. I mean I get it but still rude.

at least Project Necromancer was a total loss

ah, Windows Movie Maker transitions, my old friend

oh thank god Echo's okay

eyyyy some of the redshirts survived!

oh god the Hunter-Echo nod.... I see u

"We've all fought enough battles for one lifetime. Now we get to choose who we want to be. Whatever we want." SCREAMING AND CRYING 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

that family shot I love it so much oh my god

oh no there's an epilogue

of Tech perhaps???????? I will remain delusional until the end

oh shit who's thisoh my god grown-up Omega just look at her

WHAT THE FUCK OLD HUNTER AWOOGA

THE BEARD AND THE HEADBAND AND THE PONYTAIL AND THE GREYING HAIRS AND THE

"You're our kid Omega, you always will be" dissolving into dust as we speak holy shit just look at them they're amazing

god I'm gonna cry

TECH'S GOGGLES ON THE DASHBOARD I'M NEVER GOING TO RECOVER FROM THIS EVER

[tsunderesalty]

Find the Word...Love Edition!

Find the word...but the them is love! All kinds of love! Familial, romantic, platonic, you name it! (Def didn't steal the intro from my best friend).

Words For Me To Find

Lovely, Sweetheart, Warm, Commitment, Care

Words For You To Find

Touch, Sympathy, Help, Smile, Reach

I'm not tagging anyone because this has been passed around a bit, but feel free to jump in if you want!

It took me a while to find these, so here we go!

Lovely: Spies Vs Agents Chapter 2

“Just because you’re her husband doesn’t mean you can poke through her stuff,” McGee called over to Tony as he printed out his report and placed it on Gibbs’ desk. “I’m not poking, McGee,” Tony criticized, moving from her calendar to her to-do list, “I’m sifting,” “You’re going through her stuff without her permission, I don’t think she’ll appreciate that.” “McGee is right, I don’t.” “Ah, my lovely Ninja!” Tony greeted his wife, snapping up from her desk quickly and pretending to go through the binders behind her desk. “Me too!” Tali exclaimed as she ran into the bullpen before Ziva, arms outstretched and ready to receive a hug. With a happy grin, Tony kneeled down to welcome his daughter into his arms, that grin slipping from his face when Tali ran past him and hugged McGee instead. “Traitor,”

Sweetheart: Soft Glow

The middle-aged woman spared a glance between the two girls before Yelena slapped a few twenty-dollar bills on the counter, her face disturbingly emotionless as she repeated, “A room for two,” “Sorry, sweetheart!” the woman replied, taking the bills off the hickory countertop, “This will pay for your room, but we only have single beds left!” “That’s ridiculous!” Yelena scoffed, “Surely you have at least one room with two beds in it!” “Sorry, if we had any prepared for the night I’d be giving you the key,” Yelena rested her head against the cool wood for a second before looking back to the woman, sighing indignantly, “Then that will have to do. I am not sleeping out in the car tonight.”

Warm: Aware

Kanan smiled warmly as Hera’s laugh washed over him, at once picturing the face he missed so dearly, the slight crinkle around her eyes when she smiled, a glinting overtaking her eyes when she found herself laughing at one of his jokes. Judging by her breathing, Kanan could tell she had relaxed fully against the rock, her head inclined toward the sky as it always did when she was lost in thoughts not regarding the Empire. “I wish I could see your smile again,” Kanan said sadly, his free hand brushing along his glassy eyes, “It’s not the same just picturing it.”

Commitment: Natural Element Chapter 13

“Oh, come on!” Enid groaned, “I just want a pet name that means something special to the both of us, something pretty!” “Fine, I suppose I can call you cara mia,” Wednesday mentally choked on her words, immediately regretting them. As much distance as she had tried to force between herself and her family, she had gone so far as to break one of her promises to her mother and to even pick up her father’s pet name for her mother. If it happened with anyone else besides Enid I would commit mass homicide.

Care: Daredevil Hunter

“Shawn?” Jonathan started slowly. “Yeah?” came the grunted reply, earning a dismayed sigh from Jonathan. “I’m sorry for blowing up on you, kid,” Jonathan said, continuing with a nod of encouragement from Audrey, “I know Aud probably already told you this, but I want you to hear it from me. I’m only angry that you did something that could have seriously hurt you, and that you’re lucky you walked away with thorn cuts and a sore body. Look, I just…I care what happens to you, so would you at least think your next dumb stunt over before you go through with it?” “I’ll try, but I’m not much of a thinker,” Shawn grinned. “Yeah, your last essay tells me that much,” Jonathan laughed as he patted Shawn’s shoulder before standing to put the thawed ice pack back in the freezer.

And that's the end of Find the Word...Love Edition, at least for now!

[mlobsters]

supernatural s12e20 twigs & twine & tasha banes (w. steve yockey)

upside to netflix having the recaps again? s1 snippet and i can coo over baby sam and dean. downside, they start bringing in references to witches, crossroad demons, ketch and his fact finding mission, baby lucifer with joseph!cas and mary!kelly and i'm already exhausted and want to do something besides watch the episode.

hope racist asshole grandma gets her just deserts and wasn't just in here for kicks (yes)

i'm digging the witch lady accessories. so this is mom of those random hunters we met briefly in asa fox? i know the recap was a couple minutes ago but i don't retain names very well

realizing i am expecting sam to be (at least acting) cool, calm, and collected about everything so seeing him kind of looking worried (briefly) about what's going on with cas got me a little more concerned too.

DEAN How? Seriously I mean up until now if Cas messed up, if he did something wrong, but he thought it was for the right reasons, I got it. Right? But last night, when I looked at him, I did not recognize the guy staring back at me.

the lighting is doing good things for him so far. saw it's another richard speight jr directed episode. dean's capacity for baggage stowing when it comes to cas is pretty expansive

SAM Their mom's on a hunting trip and hasn't been home in a week.

so that's why we got that little pilot bit in the recap. thanks for the reminder, show

........what

DEAN Mom. Hey, uh, just wanted to let you know that, uh, me and Sam, were uh, we're heading out on a case with those witch twins, uh, Max and Alicia. Um, I'll text you the info, but, uh…I know the Brits have got you running nonstop. So if you can help out, that'd be great. Um… and even if you can't swing by, can you call me back? Just some stuff going down that's… kind of got me spun out. Be good to talk to you.

oh, dean. and us with the fakeout torturing mary, no it's just a shifter taking mary's appearance, of course. hokay

ALICIA Nah, I don't have it. It's just kind of a lot of noise to me. Magic is definitely their thing, you know? SAM Yeah. When I was growing up, Dean and my dad had the same thing with hunting, that bond.

oh, sam. and the awkward talking about mary because he still barely knows her because she's never around!

the dialogue that didn't make it into the episode, okay then. that interaction definitely did not make it clear that they knew mary was dead even though it seems logical of course hunters would know since sam and dean are hunter-famous

LOL good for you, sam. returning that awkward energy to the creeper coming out of the cellar

a) personal space who needs it b) why is dean doing this. must be a jackles choice. his humor seems to go broad with dean. anyway he held a wine glass like a person who has been around wine glasses before in 11x12 🤪 (and he does indeed later in this episode too. shouldn't have let him get away with that :P)

spn s11e12 don't you forget about me

(pining for some of the monster of the week episodes like this one in s11, hit my sweet spot of domestic family goodness in all the right ways)

mary finding out mr ketchup is a torture happy emotionless ass, blah blah. gets interrupted so she doesn't call dean after listening to his rather vulnerable message.

TASHA Yeah. Family's always complicated. Parents always seem smart and strong and perfect. It's only when you grow up that you realize that they're just people.

dean getting life advice from the twig monster wearing a tasha suit? and leaving his phone in the room while he goes off a-huntin' - where's the pocket patdown, dean-o? phone keys wallet phone keys wallet. and now you missed mom calling back of course. at least she left a nice message

well this scene having one of the kids finding the body of dead mom is awful. and it just keeps going.

and mary finds out mr ketchup's true colors and they got to have a brawl. mary brought brass knuckles to a taser fight, boo

um. surely they didn't just kill the sister??

SAM You did the right thing. You saved him. DEAN Yeah. Yeah, he seemed super saved. You know, I was watching them, this loving family. The kind we should've had. And now just like that, it's gone. SAM Dean, you couldn't let Max make some deal for his soul. DEAN Sam, we do terrible things all the time to save each other. I mean, that's what you do for family. Who am I to stop him? SAM Well, he's strong. He'll be all right. DEAN Yeah, I'm not so sure.

lol okay, show. see, what sam and dean do for each other is just regular sibling things! max giving up his soul for the witchy power and stick doll sister because it's better than her being totally dead. now she's just his doll he can control but otherwise she's mostly herself? sounds reasonable. also, is it better to have had the happy family and lose them or never at all?

ALLso, i guess that's the only episodes alicia and max are in? wtf. just for the parallels of it all? fucked up, man o.0 but where do you go with sold your soul for some unknown period of time to live out your days with your twig sister that isn't even more miserable. i guess that's their happy ending 🥴

shocker, evil bmol "rogue agent" torturing lady is back on the job to do some enhanced interrogation to mary. insert eyeroll

what a random episode to have so close to the end of the season. i guess this writer also did the asa fox episode

[imsosocold]

A very (un)comprehensive review of Hollow Mind: 

 What do i do what do i do what do i do what do i do 

Me: Looking back at this episode makes me sad but I’m also glad that the capacity of emotion is still there, however faint.

Lomes: Glad you’re finding positivity within all this because I’m going to lose it one way or another. Put the soy jack face here and have that be the entire reaction. 

Sunniva: Honestly, to me these memories make everything make less sense in retrospect. 

Me: “Nothing went right, we must forget it all and dream sweet dreams.”  

Welcome into the world of Gnosticism, through the child of the Red King and the White Queen.

Jorah: I can’t wait to see the leatherman.

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Jorah: Hunter not knowing what bananas are is an underrated joke.

Me: “They’re not bananas, it’s a yellow baseball glove.”

Lomes: It’s purple guy. 

Me, trying to do a Petscop voice: “That’s a dead kid.”

Sunniva: Petscop au coming soon.

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Us getting jumpscared everytime the curse pops out: Never mind it is FNAF.

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Me, seeing the portraits: Don’t mind me. 

But, like, imagine there was a portal in the lake water like I theorized and Caleb stepping into it to go in a flash of light, it’d look so cool, like he was swallowed by the darkness of depths. Philip with his nightdress fluttering around his legs as he runs.

Lomes: I’m hung up on the fact Belos called Caleb his friend and not his brother. 

Me: Don’t start crack theorizing, you foolish fool.

Lomes: They were really good friends, in fact they were practically brothers.

Me: No.

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Lomes, looking at Grimwalker pit: Damn, postpartum depression be hitting hard. 

Me: Mood.  

Sunniva: What pro forced births think abortion is like.   

Jorah: How and why are there so many? Are Grimwalker’s bones made out of sticks? 

Sunniva: They’re made from wood so…

Jorah: Ohhhh yeah. Are they in the category of Palisman? 

Lomes: Not exactly.

Jorah Where did they get their names from? 

Me: They were once a separate species at some point.  

Jorah: How?  

Me: I don’t know but I thought they’d be realm walkers or something, beings who could traverse between realms without needing a portal.

Jorah : That’d be cool. 

Me: Yeah, it would’ve been.     

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* Sees the Palismen souls get crushed.* 

Jorah: Wait, is Belos free from his curse?

Me: No. 

Jorah: How? ???    

 Lomes: And how did they ever believe Belos could talk to the Titan? 

Sunniva: How did Belos bring back Basilisks? 

Me: Look, Orange Pip befriended Death and trix gave him some gifts.

Jorah: Imagine if Belos was allergic to Palistrom wood and his “curse” was the world’s worst allergic reaction. He’s also allergic to the Grimwalkers as well. 

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Me: It’s the romantic dream-like shadows of art!

 Lomes: More sensory overload personified.  

Jorah: You mean the Collector’s not made out of hopes and dreams who was wished to life? :(

Sunniva: Remember when we thought  the Collector was the witch equivalent of the Grimreaper?

Me: What do when you’re watched by a God that isn’t yours? 

Jorah: Do you think the Collector is jealous of the sun?

Me: What.

Jorah:  Eyes always go to the sun to greet and worship it. It is a founder of life. Do you think the Collector was jealous?

 Lomes: Isn’t that the plot of MLP?

Jorah: No, that was over cycles. I thought he was sent down to live on the  planets he once watched over only to wreck them further.

♪ He attacked the sun with a gun, he attacked his one and only friend.♪ 

Me: That sounds more like the sun god and the moon god. I used to think they had a sibling though, from the sun since the sun is a star.

Jorah: Oc time?

Me: Of course.  

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Lomes: The Collector is really a bitch, really toxic. Still can’t believe what they did in Season 3.

Me: Yeah, I thought they would have a Gregg and Mae relationship.  

Sunniva: I’m surprised Belos let them do all this though.

Jorah: Imagine if the Collector took on different appearances to mock Belos, like maybe taking on a younger form of Belos and  mimicking him.

Me: I’ve seen you caught on to Chihiro and AI Chihiro. 

 Jorah: Who isn’t caught up on non robot AI? 

 Lomes: There’s only females so far though, where are the cool AI guys and enbies? 

Me: Junko is definitely an enby. >:(

Lomes: Damn u right, sorry. 

Sunniva: Honestly Belos and Cole are just ‘ easy to piss off vs little shit.’  

Jorah: Cole is such a boring name [ Noelle], you should’ve chosen Sunny or something.  

Me: Omori Wittebro AU coming soon.

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Jorah: “My rich gay uncle isn’t rich?!!”

Sunniva: ‘Belos pops up from behind him.’

Me: “ Don’t worry Hunter, I’m still gay.”

Lomes: 10/10, the actual episode can’t compare.

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Jorah, while watching Belos interact with Hunter: Belos is very momcore.

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Me: I’m sad there was no memory damage or erasure or even false memories added. 

Jorah: I’m thinking of a Dr0 au!!!  

Me: Hendrika would be his new name. 

Jorah: What about his nickname? All characters need a cool nickname.

Sunniva: Hetty is a popular nickname that means “home ruler” which holds a lot of thematic weight but it could be mixed up with Hettie  which is “ estate ruler” which holds different connotations.

Me: Ria.   

Sunniva: Like Rheia? 

Me: No, it’s spelt differently.

Jorah: How?

Me: ...

Sunniva: It’d be cool if the Collector was Belos’s “royal advisor.”

Lomes: I get a Noelle and Deltarune player dynamic from the situation-

Jorah: N-N-Noelle???

Me: It’s just a nickname-alias, not the same! Oh, we’ve come full circle topic wise-

Lomes: Basically Noelle mirrors Belos and the player is God-

Jorah: I’m getting Chara vibes from Belos but in reverse-   

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Me: I know none of this would’ve happened if Orange Pip and Caleb came across the Quakers instead. If only they had been taken in by Roger Williams… 

Sunniva: None of this would’ve happened if Caleb wasn’t a little bitch who explained himself and didn’t abandon-

Lomes: He was an abused kid not thinking straight and looking for an escape-

Sunniva: So was his brother! And regardless Caleb was still selfish-

Lomes: Orange Pip was the selfish one, refusing to change-

Sunniva: It was not that simple and it seems Caleb didn’t help-

Jorah: “DON'T KNOCK IT 'TIL YOU’VE TRIED MY LIFE OF SIN!”      

Me: I see Caleb and Orange Pip’s relationship in a Goodnight Pun Pun way, obviously in a platonic way, where both of them are unhealthy and toxic for each other. Anyway, you’re forgetting that religion is also a main motivator of Philip, religion has always been a leading factor of war-

What we really learned is that if you ever disagree on something, don’t say anything!