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shmeh100 · 11 months
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Guys I am begging you please read Brennan Lee Mulligan's story about the Insane Christmas Party. He does not even BEGIN to describe it in the Fireside Chat.
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lovecolibri · 2 months
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Aabria and Erika seeing a bad guy:
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Brennan: *air horn* run! You gotta run! We can find NICE people to fuck LATER, we gotta go!
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hoarding-stories · 2 months
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"The thing that is so engrossing about this episode and so joyful about dming this campaign is I have made a landscape out of gasoline, and I'm holding a lit match. And I'm so ready to destroy these creations."
Yeah
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stephank · 4 months
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Been too busy working on my short film to finish that TWTWATWO animation I started just yet, but I decided to take a couple hours of my time to put together this little animatic after listening to part of this Fireside Chat(Episode 17).
This is extremely cut down, you should check out their Patreon if you'd like to hear them go much more in depth about this and a bunch of other things!
I actually made this the day I heard the episode, but waited a few weeks so I wasn't instantly releasing audio from paywall content haha
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itsallaboutthebirds86 · 5 months
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This has nothing to do with the campaign at all but in this week’s fireside chat Lou Craig called Aabria “Bri” very briefly and I just thought that was very wholesome and sweet I love listening to friends make content together :’)
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hitmewithsomebooks · 2 months
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@jegulus-microfic Feb 12 - fireside
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James couldn't sleep. He'd tossed and turned for the past hour and a half, and he really wasn't good at laying there and waiting for nothing.
Frustrated, he got out of bed, deciding he’d go visit Regulus. He grabbed his wand, the map, and the invisibility cloak, throwing it over himself before descending the stairs. Just as he made it to the portrait hole, a voice rang out.
"Where are you off to so late at night, prongs?"
Fuck. Damn Moony and his werewolf senses.
James contemplated simply ignoring him and leaving, but he knew Remus would just bring it up later, possibly in front of Sirius. And he knew what this was really about. He sighed, removing the cloak and going over to the couch.
"Sit," Remus invited, patting the cushion next to him. "Let's have a little fireside chat".
James complied, plopping himself down at the other end.
"I'm going to get right to the point, James." Remus said, and James knew this was serious because they rarely used each other's real names.
"Are you dating Regulus?" He asked, looking a sheepish James in the eye. The other boy gulped, shifting in his seat. He knew there was no lying to Moony.
"Yes." He forced out, sweating under Remus's firm gaze. The werewolf let out a breath and closed his eyes.
"Really, James? Sirius's little brother?" James could hear the disappointment in his voice, and he felt almost like he was being scolded by his father.
"I didn't choose it, alright? It just kind of... happened. Trust me, moony, I tried not to give in. " James whined, and Remus shot him a disbelieving look.
"Yeah? For how long, exactly?"
"Well I don't know about exactly, but..."
"Prongs." 
"Maybe a week?" Remus rolled his eyes, groaning.
"C'mon, Remus, look how head-over-heels you are for Sirius! There's a certain charm around the Black brothers. You know it. They're both basically the heads of their houses because of it." James tried to reason, until Remus shot him a deadly look.
"So you're just dating him because he's alluring? Shiny?  What, are you going to drop him the moment he graduates and falls from Slytherin princehood?" Remus growled, and James realized his mistake.
"What?! No, no no no no no! It's not like that, Remus, I swear. I don't care about shit like that, you know that!" James insisted, his tone growing desperate.
"I do know that, James. But like you said, the Black brothers are alluring." Remus snarked, and now James was getting frustrated. This wasn't how he saw Regulus at all. How did Moony not know this? Is this really how Remus viewed him??
"Fuck, Remus, that's not what I meant!" James bellowed, and Remus's eyebrows raised. James huffed, settling down again before he woke up the whole of Gryffindor tower.
"Then what did you mean, prongs?" Remus pressed, still questioning, but his tone was slightly gentler now.
"I... I just... I was just trying to tell you deeply he affected me, Remus. How I truly couldn't resist. I feel like he used a fucking stupefy on me, I swear, he caught me so off guard. I don't see him as some shiny, popular object, Remus. He's so much more, he's everything..." James trailed off, looking distraught. He'd always struggled with putting his thoughts and feelings into words, and right now they really mattered. Thankfully for James, Remus understood. He could see the love the Gryffindor held for the younger boy.
"I believe you, prongs. You love him, don't you?" Remus queried softly, and James nodded his head, dropping it into his hands. "So much, Moony." He whispered, his voice cracking. Remus rubbed a hand along his back.
"You're going to have to tell him at some point." The werewolf told him, and James groaned.
"Which one?"
Remus let out a humorless chuckle.
"Both, at some point. You should probably tell Regulus first, though." He advised, patting his friend's back before standing up, wincing as his knees creaked. James looked up at him, eyes wide. Remus could see the wetness around them.
"Now?" He quavered, and Remus gave him a sympathetic look.
"Not necessarily right now, if you're not ready. But it should be sooner rather than later."
James worried his bottom lip between his teeth, looking to be at war.
"I... I think I'm gonna tell him now." He decided, though he looked scared.
"Yeah?"
"I... yeah. I need to." James confirmed, expression firmer now.
"I'm proud of you, prongs." Remus praised, and James gave him an appreciative, if slightly watery, smile, before slipping out the portrait hole.
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When Regulus opened the door, he was met by nothing. He looked around, confused, before a head appeared from thin air. A gasp escaped him, and quickly and tanned hand appeared and landed over his mouth. James's eyes were imploring on his floating face, and he slowly lowered his hand, grasping Regulus's arm instead. The younger boy closed the dorm door as silently as possible, before following James out into the common room.
In the warm glow of the fireplace, Regulus could see James's matted eyelashes and glossy eyes, liked he'd been crying.
"What's wrong?" He asked, cradling the older boy's cheek, brows furrowed. James leaned into it, smiling, and Regulus relaxed slightly. Chocolate eyes opened again, meeting Regulus's, and James grasped one of his hands.
"Nothing, love. Just wanted to see you."
Regulus frowned, rubbing his thumb along James's cheek.
"You look like you were crying. What's wrong?" Regulus pushed, his voice growing unsteady. James made a soothing noise, pulling Regulus close and kissing his forehead.
"Just... Remus found out about us." James mentioned, like it was a very simple thing. It wasn't.
"What?!" Regulus whisper-yelled, lurching his head back and out of James's grasp. He was more aware of his volume than James, thankfully. 
"Don't worry, he won't tell Sirius! Everything's fine." The older boy promised, clasping Regulus's hands in his own.
"Then why are you here?" Regulus questioned, his voice slightly panicked. He felt his heartbeat racing.
"To tell you that I love you, Reggie." James answered softly, and now Regulus didn't feel his heart at all.
"You- you what." The boy wheezed, feeling as though he'd forgotten how to breathe properly.
"Hey, hey, don't worry, you don't have to say anything back, I just wanted you to know. C'mon, Reggie, shh, it's okay." James soothed as he pulled Regulus into his lap, cradling him. Regulus felt like there was cotton in his ears, James's voice coming through all fuzzy and muffled.
James loved him.
James loved him.
Was this real?
"I love you too." He managed, and even his own voice sounded cottony. The silence he was met with, though, was clear, like someone had poured a bucket of ice over him. He knew it. It wasn't real.
He struggled to escape James's grasp, who seemed to snap out of his trance.
"You love me?" His voice wondered, sounding nothing short of shocked. This made Regulus pause.
"Well of course I do, James." He whined, and suddenly warm brown eyes were staring into his own.
"Fuck, I love you, Reg." James beamed, his eyes crinkling with joy. Regulus gaped a moment, still blinking himself back into reality.
"I love you too?" He answered, still unsure. James chuckled, biting his lip.
"You sure?" It had to be, now. James's joy was too radiant not to feel, not to be absolutely real.
"Yes." Regulus gasped, leaning forward. Their foreheads pressed together. "Yes, I love you, James."
"I love you too, baby."
"I love you."
"I love you." James chuckled, eyes still crinkled, running a hand through Reggie's hair.
"I love you." Regulus said, amazed by the feel of his words on his tongue. Words he hadn't said in years. At least a decade. Now that he could say them, hear them, he never wanted to stop.
"Say it again, Jamie."
"I love you."
"I love you."
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vethbrenatto · 10 months
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attributing half of suvi’s “if i don’t get my way I’ll burn down this tavern” energy to her instilled military and high-status background and half to her just being 20
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chungledown-bimothy · 8 months
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one of my favorite parts about the fireside chats is the increasingly blurry line between suvi and aabria. maybe it's a bit, maybe not, but either way it is endlessly delightful that sometimes it's fully just suvi at the table in the conversation
sign up for the patreon if you can, it is the best possible use of $5
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audoneout · 3 months
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did brennan lee mulligan really just hard launch that him and Izzy have a kid now through a fucking bit of Lou and all the guests on the Fireside Chat rescuing him from the Panamanian jungle and he has a baby now in an audio format
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brainrockets · 6 months
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"He said I'm doing a Romancing the Stone for Lou but I didn't get that because I haven't seen the third Lord of the Rings."
Aabria. I almost died. As it was I startled the dog off my lap cackling.
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leftoverrpgs · 6 months
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I would just like to say that, speaking as a musician, all of Taylor’s (minimal) dirtbag answers in the latest Fireside were extremely valid and he’s a goddamn hero for giving elaborate answers to so many questions. When the question came up of why he chose piano as the instrument to represent Suvi, I could physically feel him not respond with “Because it’s correct.” Incredible willpower to dig into artistic choices that are often so implicit in their origins.
10/10, would like to bow a large piece of rock after listening
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enjoymorestuff · 1 year
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“Good communication is the death of drama”
-@quiddie, explaining why sometimes viewers might get frustrated by character choices
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hoarding-stories · 8 days
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Steel: Brilliant people, when they are following a compulsion, tend to invent an innocent reason for doing so. (...) Brilliant minds find justifications for things
Brennan behind the 4th wall, at the top of his lungs:
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dippers-doodles · 1 month
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Aabria, you've already played a "girls who met up in the club bathroom", it's called the seven and the bathroom is the lair of kalvaxus
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swordscleric · 8 months
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The Rain Road as Gaeilge
I am by no means a translator, but I do speak Irish fluently and have played trad for years (although I've lapsed due to college and work), so when the fireside chat mentioned having the Rain Road in Irish I had to throw my own spin on it. I may also record a version of it in Irish but we'll see. Shoutout to @franavu for also inspiring me with their Dutch translation!
An Bóthar Báistí
[First Verse/Céad Véarsa]
Áit go mbíonn na tonnta ag lapadaíl Ag an gcoill cois fharraige Airímis casadh an taoide Le grá chomh daingean le crainn
[Chorus/Cór]
Leag do drúcht-sa ar croí na coille I dtost na dtoinn nach madhmann a thuilleadh Fáisc mé le d’ucht, roimh m’imeachta Ar bhóthar báistí, slí na mara
[Bridge/Droichead]
An gcuirfear fuacht sa talamh? An bhfágfar muid gan samhradh? An gcuirfidh stoirm muid, ó bhealach Scartha ón gcladach, ‘gus ón gcoill
[Chorus/Cór]
Is mise an drúcht ar croí na coille ’gus tost na dtoinn nach madhmann a thuilleadh Fáisc mé le d’ucht, a ghrá, sula bhfágaim go deo Ar bhóthar báistí, slí na mara
Ar bhóthar báistí, slí na mara
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yeehawpim · 7 months
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yes that's lou as the WHEEZE drawing
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