#Hyde is smelly

[dross-the-fish]

Selma hauled her overstuffed carpet bag down the hall as she made her way to her quarters, eager to get out of her travel clothes and have a wash before she joined Quincey and Larry for dinner. As she rounded the long corridor that led to the guest rooms she halted. There was a short, dark-haired man standing at her door. When he turned his head to look at her, she froze, caught off guard by his odd appearance. This could only be the infamous Edward Hyde. She’d been warned about him but seeing him in the flesh was, nonetheless, a bit of a shock.

“You’re staring,” keen as a razor Hyde’s voice cut through silence. The edge of it dripping with threat. Selma caught herself and averted her gaze from the shorter man, “Beggin’ yer pardon. That were rude of me,” she apologized, tipping the brim of her hat politely.

“Pretty manners you have for a yokel.”

 Biting, mocking. The thick, corded hand that seemed ever fixed to the knob of his cane flexed with barely contained malice. Selma’s own hand, calloused from years of work, rested on the handle of her pistol. Not a threat or warning, merely a precaution. Hyde’s acid green eyes flickered to her weapon then back up at her face.

“My Ma always told me you don’t get nowhere by bein’ rude,” she offered, keeping her tone even.

“Your Ma is a fool then, rudeness gets me farther than manners ever did,” His tone lightened in amusement but his hand did not unfurl from its grip on the cane. His thin lips were stretched so tight they seemed to barely contain his unfortunate arrangement of large, uneven teeth, “How far do you reckon yours are gonna get you?”

Selma frowned down at him, “I’m hoping, for both of our sakes, it’ll take me farther than shooting you where you stand,” she made no move to draw. She and Hyde stared each other down, he was the first to break, out of restlessness and boredom. His cane tapped once, loudly against the floorboards, echoing through the hall, the sound bouncing all around until it faded into air that Selma found suddenly and unpleasantly thick.

“Are you afraid?”

Hyde’s curiosity was the only thing holding his wrath in check. Upon realization a furl of resentment curled in Selma’s chest. He was toying with her. This was a game to him, a game that could end her life yet to him represented nothing more significant than the amusements of a particularly cruel school boy. Selma did not care for games and she had no intention of trying to bluff him out by pretending she was braver than she was. “I am, but it don’t make much difference, does it? What will be will be,” she replied evenly, “You’re scary, and I do fear you, Mr Hyde, but I’ve taken down worse, so if you wanna try it you got however long it takes me to draw. But I ain’t aimin’ fer a fight and I ain’t movin’ until you do.”

Hyde whistled appreciatively, “Now there’s an honest answer. Not enough of that going around, what with all of our team mates lying to themselves and each other,” he said brightly and Selma sensed that the danger had passed. She allowed herself to relax ever so slightly, realizing that the hand that had been holding her carpet bag was growing sore from the tension. She set it down and gave her fingers a flex before she looked back at Hyde. It was her turn to be curious. Unwise, though she thought it was, she had to know what he meant.

“How do you figure they’re lying?” she asked.

Pleased that she had asked, and eager to talk, Hyde perched himself on the end table next to her door, carelessly knocking over a vase and giving a self-satisfied grin when it shattered, “Oh they’re all liars in their own way. They tell themselves little tales to keep themselves going. Harker tells himself he’s brave and that being a good friend will be enough to save Larry, he doesn’t really believe it with as much conviction as he puts on. Larry tells himself that he’s not responsible for killing his parents, even though his guilt screams so loudly that it is that it keeps him awake and crying into his pillow at night. Adam tells himself and everyone else he’s not a monster but then spends an hour washing invisible blood off his hands and Watson tells himself that if he just keeps pushing forward, he’ll find his friend alive even though he’s leaking hope like a sieve,” the smirk broadened and Selma should have been repulsed by the nastiness in it but she found that she wasn’t. Though she did not intend to voice it, she knew exactly what he meant and secretly agreed.

“If I catch yer meanin’ what you’re really saying is that they’re lying to themselves because they have hope,” she ruminated for a moment before she continued, “Do you think hope is a lie then? Just on principal?” There was no judgement in her tone, merely more of the same, even, curiosity.

“Sharp little thing, aren’t you?” He seemed pleased but didn’t elaborate and Selma bristled at being called “little” by a man half a head shorter than her. The trollish fiend simply eyed her expectantly while he bit off and spat one of his grubby, blunt, finger-nails onto the polished hardwood floor.

“I don’t hold on to hope, myself, hurts to much when it dies,” she remarked, bitterness creeping into her tone.

“There’s a smart Lass, there is. I was hoping you’d be tolerable.”

Lass…lass and little, two words that seemed exceedingly out of place coming from a man who was shorter than her and seemed close to her own age. Selma’s instincts told her that there was much more to Mr. Hyde than he appeared but she was astute enough not to press her luck and rouse his ire again. Increasingly she wanted to go to her room and rest. Picking up her carpet bag again she moved forward. Not wanting to risk being rude or abrupt she held out her free hand to him, a gesture that caused his thick eyebrows to shoot up into his unkempt mop of greasy black hair.

“Not afraid I’ll bite you?” he grinned, showing off every jagged tooth in his head.

“No idea if you will or won’t but I stand by good manners even if they don’t help me much,” she replied, “My name’s Selma Morris, how do you do?”

Satisfied with her answer Hyde hopped off of the end table, crunching the broken bits of porcelain vase under his shoes, “Edward Hyde, a pleasure, Miss Morris,” he said closing his thick hairy hand over hers. Selma relaxed and gave his hand a firm shake, not balking at the sweatiness of his palm or the thick, black, hair dusting his knuckles.  She’d made it through and the ordeal was over, now all she had to do was take her bag to her room and-

“OW! What the hell did ya do that for?!” she cried jerking away her bitten wrist with a string of curses. He hadn’t drawn blood but it was going to bruise. Damn lunatic.

“You let your guard down, Morris! Shame, you were doing so well! I’ll see you at dinner!” his laughter echoed down the halls as he bounded away, knocking portraits askew in his wake.

“I shoulda stayed in Texas…”

#Selma Morris #Edward Hyde #My art #My writing #Selma's introduction #she regrets this already #Hyde is smelly

[saw2goth]

Who would you say is the most stinky, Scrooge, Jekyll or Wolfe?? (very serious question)

[CRACKS MY KNUCKLES]

THE SMELLY? THE STINKER OF ALL TIME? I will take this ask very seriously don't you worry! o7

WOLFE DEFINITELY!

I feel like Jekyll takes good care of himself, he likes to keep up appearances except for when he's Hyde, then he doesn't care. Scrooge won't buy nice scented soaps or anything because of the cost but I don't think he smells terrible. BUT I KNOW Wolfe is coming home every night reeking of viscera from his surgeries with dried blood still under his nails and he has to take a three hour shower after every work day to get rid of it he's so nasty. He's walking home IN his blood-soaked apron so Fettes can hand wash it and the scent alone is burning the poor guy's eyebrows off.

#eddie answers #THANK YOU FOR THIS ASK IT WAS VERY FUN LOL

[einsteinsugly]

The T7S characters, most to least likely to join a cult.

1. Fez. He falls in, hook, line, and sinker.

2. Midge. Same as above.

3. Leo. If there are drugs and women, he will be there, man.

4. Kelso. He accidentally stumbles into a cult.

5. Bob. He takes a little more convincing than Midge, but he still falls in. Hook, line, and sinker.

6. Laurie, but only in a Charles Manson-like cult, not a religious one.

7. Kitty. The literal opposite of Laurie.

8. Hyde. He'd never join a cult, but he'd try to start one for shits and giggles. Mostly to burn Kelso. But in all seriousness, he'd try to convince the others not to join.

8. Jackie. Cults are for smelly weirdos. She may accidentally stumble into one if her boyfriend joined one, though.

9. The rest, who would not only not join a cult, but would convince the others not to join. Aka, Donna, Eric, Red, and Brooke. Donna, as a teen and adult, is constantly on the lookout for her parents falling for pyramid schemes, cults, and such. In an alternate universe, she could be a child raised in a cult, and then she leaves and loudly calls it all out. *Cough* Leah Remini *cough* (but when Donna's in her teens/early twenties).

#that 70s show #that 90s show #eric forman #jackie burkhart #donna pinciotti #steven hyde #michael kelso #fez #kitty forman #laurie forman #leo chingkwake #midge pinciotti #bob pinciotti #brooke rockwell #red forman #my essays

[mx-hyperfixation]

smelly pinned post

I’ve been here ages lurking in the dark but my activity is only recent and not a single braincell of mine thought of making a pinned post,,

Anywaay!

helloe ——

Basic stuff - Minor, they them, beware because the name certainly checks out. Watch me consume alllll the content, basic dni’s and also keep nsfw out of here cheers, British yada yada, I’m 5’7 too pretty neato Came from the JBC discord server - Some of my fixations because I can - musicals (lsoh mostly), Jekyll and hyde, the glass scientists, Sherlock Holmes, Doctor who, BATIM, portal 1 and 2, might add to this - Notes - if you couldn’t tell, the colour pallets down this part should make the non binary flag (on dark mode atleast). I’m using this site to just brain bbllerrghhhhh so it’s mostly talking to myself, don’t feel pressured to interact because most of it doesn’t make sense. Love my mutuals though 🎉🎉🎉 Ive got so many fixations but I freeze up when somebody talks to me about them agh 💔 pretty please don’t be offended if I ask you to reword something my brain is pea sized sometimes tadaaa 🎉🎉 (why isn’t there black text) Music I like - The Stupendium, Melanie Martinez, Will Wood, tally hall, lemon demon, chonny jash, most musicals but not really modern ones as much, lotsa loud fast energy songs

also my favourite emoji is probably🎲 but I use 🎉 all the time

Idk what else to put here teehee this is 100% going to change

[christianstepmoms]

I couldn't give half a shit about Hasan but if smelly dweebs kept coming up and asking me about Sam Hyde at a con I'd probably go ballistic too.

[prittypony1]

Working Song from Enchanted rewritten to fit Chapter 11 The Glass Scientists Musical

(Rachel threatened him with a knife so she would have more help to clean up the Society)

Come along with me, as we all sing a happy little working song

Our voices are so clear and strong

Come, let's roll our sleeves up, doing all our best then

Cleaning crud up in the kitchen as we sing along

Trill a cheery tune in the tub as we scrub a stubborn mildew stain

Pluck a hairball from the bathroom drain

Hyde (That’s probably Jaspers)

(Rachel grimaces and throws it in the trash.)

To a gay refrain of a happy working song

We'll keep singing without fail, otherwise we'd spoil it

Throwing out the garbage pail and scrubbing up the toilet 

How we all enjoy letting loose with a little "la da dum dum dum"

While we're emptying the dusting pan

(It brings up a cloud of dust) 

oh (She coughs)

It's such fun to hum a happy working song 

Ooooo

A happy working song

Hyde (Its certainly happy) 

(Hyde’s drying dishes in the kitchen.) 

(She’s sweeping the floor in the kitchen. She leans on her broom.)

Oh, this place is now my home

'Till Jasper comes back, oh my heart is sighing

We have so little time 

To get this place to shine for the Exhibition

(Hyde’s stopped drying ) 

Master Hyde,! Keep drying!

Hyde(Uh!)

You can do a lot when you've got such a happy working tune to hum

While you're cleaning up the dirty junk

We just find more filthy chores to be determined

Even though it's just us, we're a happy working team

Hyde (uh-huh)

Singing as we fetch the bar of soap

For the smelly shirts and the stinky socks

(She cleans Jekyll's bloody vest from chapter 4)

Sing along! If you can not sing, then hum along!

As we're finishing our happy working song!

"Aah! Wasn't this fun, Master Hyde?"

Hyde Looks at her, bored “No. That was boring. Cleaning is the bane of my existence. Can I go now? I’ve got things to do."

Rachel : She sighed "Fine. I guess you've helped enough. Run along and make sure not to get hurt."

Hyde rolls his eyes "Yes mom."

Rachel: "What was that?"

Hyde "Nothing."

[jekyll-hatepage]

By far one of the funniest things to happen in my English class is the teacher saying, "Why do you guys think every character is gay???"

Sir. There have been a lot of stories over the past few years that have been queer coded, but this year we read Jekyll and Hyde. It has arguably been the most queer coded book we've read together, and we've literally read A Separate Peace. Do you honestly think that the man who is "ashamed of his urges" and literally makes smelly juice to transform into someone else is cishet? The man is about as straight as a slinky with scoliosis.

#his original comment was about how were convinced brutus in julius caesar is gay #dr jekyll and mr hyde #dr jekyll #jekyll and hyde #henry jekyll #mr hyde #edward hyde #the strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde

[queen-of-nerds1026]

I'd call Hyde out on being a dramatic boy but I'm gonna side with him this time. He's not a gentlemen but he's got some dignity.

#besides #it is smelly #And cloaks are hard to wash #please don't put Hyde in the sewers #or I'll be compelled to follow #And my cosplay is so nice and clean #the strange case of dr. jekyll and mr. hyde #the gothic musical thriller of jekyll and hyde #the glass scientists #arythusa #edward Hyde #henry jekyll

[nogoodmox]

@autisticmagnus @themcmeggers mox...................may or may not  have.......cut a promo......on mike quackenbush......while wearing a bear suit.......and.......engaging in [redacted]

#i have never seen this promo............i dont think anyone other than dj hyde has bc he's the one who told the story but............. #i know....i am crying also #i hate him....very much #like when i call mox gross it's not even in an affectionate way he's just.....vile #vile smelly awful nasty boy

[atozfic]

[14:57]

pairing. choi jongho x gn!reader. | warnings. fluff. | word count: 766. | hyde’s input. so,,,, i’m officially jongho biased,, alongside sanjoong,, and the rest of them idiots.

you’re beginning to think he’s lost.

standing in the cereal aisle, you’re balancing two different boxes- each more colourful than a rainbow- while your other hand is focused on texting him for the seventh time because it’s been over fifteen minutes since you sent him away with one task, pick out a bottle of wine for his parents, and he’s still not returned.

while neither of you are wine connoisseurs, you at least trusted him enough to believe he’d know what bottle to pick up. you’re now beginning to think your trust was misplaced and that, soon, you’ll hear your name being called over the intercom and have someone demand you come pick him up.

“y/n?” your name is spoken to you but not from who you’d been waiting on for so long. “it is you! see? i told you, dear!”

you turn just in time to catch sight of your parents’ neighbours making their way over to you, a basket full of groceries and smiles filled with glee. you can’t help but cringe internally when one of them goes in for a hug while your hands are still full, leaving you to awkwardly let yourself be hugged whilst clutching the boxes to your chest. when they pull away, you drop one of the cereals into your cart and return the other to the shelf.

“mrs shin! mr shin!” you greet them with just as much enthusiasm, having not seen the warm hearted couple in quite some time. “what brings you to the city? you haven’t moved, have you?”

what a horrible world it would be to not have them drop plates of cookies and pastries round your parents house every time you visit. 

“no, of course not!” it’s mr shin who denies your question, smiling at you. “we’re in town for the weekend, visiting ryujin.”

“how is she? my mom was telling me she has to move-”

“okay, so i couldn’t remember whether they prefer white or red and, since my smelly little brother won’t answer my calls, i just-” you don’t have to see his face to know he’s confused by who the couple crowding around you is and why the hell you’d picked up his least favourite cereal.

it’s like a flash goes off in the shins eyes, both sharing a knowing look before staring back at you and your companion, who’s now carefully placing two glass bottles into your cart and resisting the urge to swap the cereals.

“and who is this, y/n?” you’d have to be a fool to miss the teasing nature of mrs shin’s words or the wink she throws your way, which is how you know he’s noticed too.

“oh, him?” you look back at him, nodding to finally give him the go ahead to change the boxes. “this is my boyfriend, jongho.”

with even more teasing smiles and demands of how he must come with you next time you visit your parents because, in their eyes, he’s far too thin for a growing boy and they need to feed him some good homecooked meals to help him grow, the two of you finally manage to escape and finish off what was supposed to just be a five minute grocery stop.

it’s only when you’re at the checkout, slipping your credit card back into it’s holder, that you notice the dopy smile on his face. in fact, you realise it’s one he’s been wearing since speaking with your parent’s neighbours.

“what’s got you so happy?” his smile only grows as he cocks his head to the side and stares you down.

“you called me your boyfriend.” it’s so dumb and it’s so simple but it’s got him smiling like he’s just won the lottery.

“well, what was i supposed to call you? my stalker?”

“hey, is that any way to speak to your boyfriend?” the word is full of mockery as he steps closer to you, that shit-eating grin only growing when he sees you roll your eyes. 

“i take it back, i’m never calling you that again.” you shove past him and grab the groceries, heading for the exit in an effort to hide the flustered look on your face. jongho was inching so close, you almost feared he’d feel the heat in your cheeks.

“no, sorry, you can’t do that.” he catches up to you with little effort, strong hands prying the bag out of yours before you can even try protest. “from now on, i don’t want to hear you call me anything but your boyfriend. though, babe, baby and your jjong are accepted alternatives.”

#ateez fluff #choi jongho fluff #ateez timestamps #choi jongho timestamps #ateez x reader #choi jongho x reader

[scotianostra]

January 31st 1761 saw the birth of Lachlan MacQuarie, on Ulva, off the island of Mull.

He joined the Army in 1776 (aged 14) and served in Nova Scotia as well as New York and Jamaica. As a lieutenant he served in India from 1787 to 1801 and later in Egypt where he was involved in defeating the army of Napoleon.

In 1810 Macquarrie became Governor of New South Wales at a time when it was still being used as a penal colony. The previous Governor had been Captain Bligh of the “Bounty”.

Macquarrie followed a policy of encouraging the former convicts to settle in Australia - despite opposition from the “free settlers” who wanted to retain privileges only for themselves. Australia would be a different place if he had not succeeded. He transformed Australia into a thriving country and Sydney from a shanty town to a Georgian city and is regarded as the “Father of Australia”. Macquarie’s policy concerning the Aboriginals was an expression of the same humanitarian conscience. He organized the Native Institution (a school for Aboriginal children), a village at Elizabeth Bay for the Sydney tribe, an Aboriginal farm at George’s Head and a sort of annual durbar for them at Parramatta. Orders of merit and even an old general’s uniform were bestowed on deserving chiefs. The results of this naïve policy were not very encouraging and in 1816, when the natives showed signs of ungrateful hostility, he organised a military drive to chasten them. But no other governor since Phillip had shown them so much sympathy.

So he wasn’t perfect, but who is, a bit of a rogue as well by all accounts, was adverse a wee bit of embezzlement, but managed to wriggle out of it, “laws” he laid down were of the strict Presbyterian upbringing on the Islands on the Inner Hebrides, nude sunbathing was banned as was “shooting a neighbour’s dog on a Sunday”

As a Scot his ability to have a good drink were evident, of his army life in India he “took to the field” with “eight dozen bottles of brandy and Madeira” and “a quantity of gin”. One of his diary entries, penned after a big night out, shakily read, “No beer for three months’!

For the Australians reading this Lachlan also set aside land in Sidney for "recreation and amusement of the inhabitants of the town” He named it Hyde Park, it was here Australia’s first sanctioned horse racing took place. At one of the fairs at the park he organised, “ladies raced in sacks for a cheese” where men would bet on the results and have a laugh! At another two men competed in a mile footrace before slugging it out for 56 rounds in Australia’s first bare knuckle prize fight. Now the remark about the sack race might make you think he was a misogynist, maybe he was, but he was ahead of his time and a revolutionary for the fairer sex, giving plum jobs to women, with reformed banknote thief Elizabeth Killett appointed to run the Sydney Market.

But his liberal attitude to the convicts finally was his downfall, Macquarie’s critics sparked a British government inquiry into his rule and the governor resigned, setting sail for Britain in 1822 with a shipload of kangaroos for his friends and patrons

“as a Scotsman he was drawn to an animal with an inbuilt sporran”.

Other men may lay claim to be “The Father of Australia” but are any as colourful as oor Lachlan?

Macquarie died in London in 1824 while fighting charges made against him as Governor. He was buried in a Mausoleum on the Isle of Mull, as seen in pic 2, in a mausoleum near Salen with his wife, daughter and son. The grave is maintained by the National Trust of Australia and is inscribed “The Father of Australia”.

I’ve scavenged a few articles for this piece, you can find out loads about him online one of the sources can be found at the link at the bottom. The BBC made a drama-documentary in 2011 called The Father of Australia,

Of course there is a lot more to the story, as ever with all these Colonial type of posts,  Lachlan MacQuarie was up to his neck in the smelly stuff, you can read more about that here 

https://www.abc.net.au/news/2017-09-27/fact-check-did-lachlan-macquarie-commit-mass-murder-and-genocide/8981092?nw=0&r=HtmlFragment

#Scotland #scottish #soldier #colonialism #australia #history

[dross-the-fish]

I find your hyde to be very hot but he looks like he'd be kind of smelly 😭

Breathe it all in Anon

Just soak it up

he hasn't bathed in a week.

#Edward Hyde is very smelly #Smells like cigarettes booze and BO 24/7 #blood and leather aren't uncommon either #jekyll and hyde #edward hyde

[skimblyshanks]

Ok so @thunderwhenhepurrs asked me to explain Macavigus and seeing as it's a house I built myself on solely headcanons this is only fair 😂

But this is me so it's a very long story

It's built on 3 main things, 2.75/3 of which being pure personal interpretation

1. Macavity is Old. but also not. but. ok, so aliudshf. One of my headcanons since I got into the show in 2016 was that Macavity is in the same Age Group as Gus, Old!Griz, and Deut (My thoughts and age hcs for Grizabella fluctuate wildly nowadays).

2. Macavity is the true identity of Rumpus Cat. I made A Whole Series of posts breaking this down. Certain backstory specifics have changed but the general outline is still something i adhere to.

3. Rumpus Cat was Always Gus' Show First. Based, of course, on the US revival+UK-International Tour, where he plays the Rumpus Cat. The show is always, of course, somewhat associated with Old D, since pre-2016 stagings were directed toward him in-universe and led by Munkustrap, all during Act I, but when Gus and Deut are usually understood as very close...

So. aksudhf.

I tend to hc, When Gus, Deut, Macavity, and sometimes Griz were all in their younger days, that Gus and Macavity were a Thing. And like. Macavity wasn't a great dude but like. Most of the messy stuff happened behind the Rumpus Cat persona. basically OG Jekyll-and-Hyde style, letting out repressed urges under another name, this time just also under the guise of a vigilante. (There's nothing explicitly heroic abt Rumpus Cat in the lines themselves, it's all in the staging and the cats relating to cats)

BUT, and here's where things get REALLY Pepe Silvia. And also just go full in on Magic Macavity. So like I mention in my previous 3-post series, I think Macavity is. Literally undead asufhlasdiu. He's old, he's smelly, he's losing his fur, he's emaciated. How does he maintain an appeal? Well, we do know he's literally hypnotic, and along with that all the cats give off enough fae vibes that like. Glamour. BUT ALSO the force that's keeping him alive draws on resentment and hate so he just becomes a more vile little goblin every day.

So Anyway. Back long enough that Deut was young. And Macavity gets fatally wounded while out Rumpus-ing. And Gus is devastated, obviously, but like. you don't stop living. So he moved on. WHAT HE DIDN'T KNOW was that The Power Of Hate had revived Macavity bc he "died" under the Jellicle Moon, Unchosen, full of Betrayal and hate, and also a living vessel of intense magic that still cannot be truly matched bc Misto, Jemibub, Psychic Twins, etc., all have either different types of magic, or different levels of manifestation and i'm getting sidetracked asudiyh. Anyway he died but came back but at this point, no one knows that. And Gus is moving on with his life and finds new love and somewhere in there we get an Asparagus Jr and a Skimble! And Macavity is in the shadows watching like

I introduce 2 more ideas here.

1.Rumpus Cat's being Gus' Show means, not only did he take on the role but he also effectively wrote the show. It's a memorial piece. He and Deut would have the cat equivalent of parlour readings a lot to get through the first year or so they presumed Mac was dead.

2. Even into the present, Macavity is an Urban Legend. No firm basis for this just the vibe i picked up coming back to the show 2019-2020.

So. Eventually Mac's gotta stop laying low. And would you look at that Gus' replacement goldfish just died how sad. So he starts popping up like. Right after she's put to rest and Gus is like "???? You died????" and Macavity, who is so jealous and bitter but putting on his best charm is all "!!! I got better!!!!" And Gus is very sad and he JUST lost his second love and also he has small children he will not turn this down ok he is not ruining this for himself. And Macavity gets this seed planeted as he like. barely exists around the kids that. tiny minds are malleable. And he starts triangulating them a bit to see if he can pull it off and Gus kinda notices so he's like "hey stop it." and Mac's like "ok -crosses fingers behind his back-" And. Keeps doing it obviously just encourages them not to physically go at each other aliudhflisadf. It ends up endangering one of them (probably skimble bc he's the smaller/younger one aliusdhf) through negligence bc dad wasn't home and he and his brother were perpetually mad at each other now. Probably wasn't anything super duper serious but. still rattling for Gus, Jr, and Skimble; still v easily avoidable; and are we sure Macavity had no hand in it?...

And at that point Gus is like "get the fuck away from me and my kids you demon" and--he does, And he goes to build his own evil cat crime kingdom. But key notes, you know, is that he could indeed manipulate kids. Tugger, Platometus, Bomba, and Demeter, along with Jerrie and Teazer, were all born after his reach was established like they grew up in his territory. But those are all their own stories and what's important to this one is that Eventually he sees Tugger and is like "hm. this child is malnourished and still stocky. I like the potential here." and """offers""" to take him on as protege. But Tugger is harder to break than skimble and jr were, or maybe Mac just wasn't good with someone who pushed back, especially if he had no grudge with them or their father. Either way; Tugger likes practicing fighting and brawling and stuff, but the kids got such a stupid little moral core. Buzzkill. So eventually Mac is like. Done with him. But he's not letting him go back home, oh no. He wants leverage against Demeter and he can't have that if she knows where her brother is.

-Oh yeah somewhere in here, too, is the Ball where he kills Victor in front of little Munk. And Gus. Was p certain Munk wasn't making things up from his emotions when he described his brother's killer.-

So he brings him to Gus. And Gus is like "how tf are you still alive not only did i watch you die but like. you looked like death the last time i saw you and my sons were tiny now they're grown and you barely look worse." and Mac is like "yeah funny that here have a preteen." And then nopes out again maybe or maybe not after a night together once more. And Gus is like "I'm not Deut having all these babies I don't want to deal with this kid 24/7 so Tugger basically spends his time between Gus and the Deutfam.

And after all of this Gus looks at the old play he wrote and is like. "I can't believe I ever mourned you" and it ends up hidden away for a while until eventually like. older teen-young adult Munk is sniffing around and he finds it and he is a theatre kid and Uncle Gus how come you never showed me this one before oh my god can I adapt it no no no need to thank me I promise I'll do it justice" before Gus can be like "so Munk I think we should have a talk about The Rumpus Cat and some puzzle pieces your old man does not have like at all like I really think you don't want to do this."

Which is why, along with offstage reality reasons of course, he isn't there for Act I versions of it. In the US Revival it is explicitly suggested by Deut. And Deut, if he's put together all the pieces, hasn't shown it. And Gus is like. My bro wants to see the show, I'll do it and I'll do it for him and myself. Fuck Macavity man anyone can be Rumpus Cat now. and surprise surprise Deut and Munk actually set the whole thing up as a surprise for Gus bc again. They don't have the pieces, they don't know RC=Mac. Not until later that night aslduhfsldf

AND SO, WHERE THE SERIOUS/RIDICULOUS DICHOTOMY COMES IN IS HERE LISADUHFALISDUHF

Because when Macavity gets scared off and electrocutes himself/disappears like. He's still out there. He just did a batman villain escape and they're always back at it by the next week. So after that there's 2 main ways I see them.

One, Serious: Perhaps redemption arc? Very very gradual, longer than it sounds writing it down, but Gus has no real other reason to hang on from his own perspective, and Macavity just looks so fucking pathetic. So he starts hiding out in the theatre and slowly just. cooling his ember of hatred. But that ember is what's keeping him alive. They die together 🥺😌

Two, Joking. this part of worthikid's Palpatine video

and they just have this kind of dynamic bc Gus has to wait in a really long queue to get reincarnated once he dies bc he doesn't die The Choice so he's bumming around and Macavity can see him bc Undead, but also Macavity just. Spites the world by living. Will he ever die? Who fuckin knows man, but he's a lot less dangerous after getting his ass handed to him by a whole group of cats at once. Kids cartoon show villain.

#Macavigus #jkhgfdgh #this is a default macavity for me but not a set in stone one #for stuff like actually shipping demecavity #or munkcavity #or both at once aiusilfsdf #or pouncicavity for the moots asudhfl #those are not with this macavity #this macavity has part of his character written around macavigus aisduilf

[einsteinsugly]

That 70s Show Characters, as Friends Characters. 1984-1994.

Steven Hyde as himself: After Donna scores those two apartments from her late grandmother, he packs his bags and moves to NYC. He opens up a record shop, and finds success across the street from Central Perk. And Jackie Burkhart, although his new punk chick girlfriend Chrissy doesn't like her. At all.

Jackie Burkhart as Rachel Green: A waitress at Central Perk, after falling out with her family and running from her wedding to Barry. She goes into fashion consulting, but not before meeting the owner, Steven Hyde, of a record store called Grooves across the street. Who is also her newfound friend. Their on and off relationship leads to an annulled Vegas wedding and a daughter, Emma (born 1992), before they end up together for good.

Eric Forman as Ross Geller/Chandler Bing: A dorky, snarky astronomy professor with a love of Star Wars. With his wife, Donna, he has one son, Ben (born 1985). When they were dating, back in Wisconsin, people mistook Eric as Donna's little brother.

Donna Pinciotti-Forman as Monica Geller (with a bit of Phoebe): A strong-willed journalist at the New York Times, where most of her co-workers think she's a bitch. She and her friends all moved to NYC from Wisconsin after she inherited two apartments from her grandmother. Loves cats, even smelly ones. Is married to Eric, and has a son named Ben with him.

Michael Kelso as Joey Tribbiani: One big goof. A cop, and an aspiring actor and model. Loves pizza, his wife Brooke, and his daughter Betsy (born 1979). His catchphrases are "burn" and "how you doin'?"

Fez as Phoebe Buffay: The quirky friend, who is trying his hand at a music career, often ending up empty handed.

#that 70s show #that 90s show #eric and donna #jackie and hyde #kelso and brooke #fez #my essays #friends #hyde fits no one tbh

[kidcataldo]

Still working on this fic (if I ever finish it), but then I also started thinking about the next gen basement gang and what type of characters I would like to see in the reboot, and came up with this for my own writing purposes:

Betsy Kelso, 16

Betsy misses Chicago and her friends back home, but her dad and the other kids nearby make spending the summer in Point Place more fun.

Definitely the “new Donna” of the group

Girl next door raised by airhead father

Linda Mallick, 15

Why is she spending the entire summer in some old couple’s smelly basement? The cute boy from school is there, obviously.

Maybe the “new Jackie” of the group

Cares a lot about looks and cute boys

Added this character to include another female to the group

Robin Forman, 15

He isn’t so keen on spending the entire summer with his grandparents while his mother goes off on another adventure without him, but having his buddy Sven living nearby makes it all that much bearable. Papa Forman wants to teach him life skills the entire summer. Robin just wants to woo the girl next door.

Probably a combination of Eric and Kelso

Papa Forman wants to raise him “right” and doesn’t want him to become a dumbass like most of his friends

Son of Laurie Forman

Sven Hagen, 16

He considers himself the tough guy of the group. Papa Forman knows he’s just another dumbass, coming over to his house everyday and tarnishing the minds of his grandkids (possibly with dope and whatever else he has on him).

The wannabe Hyde of the group probably

Thinks he knows more than he actually does

Gets called “dumbass” a lot by Papa Forman

Linus Hagen, 14

Nana Forman just thinks Linus is the sweetest boy in Point Place. Much nicer and cleanlier than his older brother, Sven. She was the first to notice his little crush on Len. Despite knowing Len isn’t really interested, she just thinks they’re adorable together. Papa Forman just wants to make it clear to all the older kids hanging around his house: he’s going to protect his grandchildren no matter what.

The boy next door to mirror Eric/Donna relationship from original series, but maybe it’s a one-sided crush this time

Nana Forman wants it canon

Maybe the Hagen brothers are also grandkids visiting their grandparents over the summer, which sets up new neighbors/friends for Kitty and Red their own age to hang out with

Tristan Boyer, 14

Best friend to Linus. Cute, smart, and funny—he’s at an age where girls should be all over him. If only someone would tell the girls that.

Contemplated deleting this “character” because there’s 7 “friends” here instead of six like in the original, but I like that he brings more diversity to the reboot

He can also fill the role of Fez, trying to get girls to notice him but not really knowing how, or even being good at it

Len Forman, 13

Len is at an age where spending the summer with your grandparents isn’t exactly the “cool” thing to do. One girl she knows in California is spending the summer in Paris. Why can’t that be her? She loves her nana and papa, and they’re less nagging than her parents, but she just wants to be independent. And the older kids in Point Place seem to have it all figured out—she’ll just try to follow their lead.

I think maybe this character will be the true “Eric” of the reboot (considering this is technically “leia” but I still don’t like the name)

The naive newcomer trying to find her place in the world/group trope

Daughter of Eric and Donna

Rex Forman, 10

Too young for the things happening in the basement, Rex spends much of the summer around his grandparents. Whether being in the garage with his papa or in the kitchen with his nana, he’s always there to lend a helping hand. Sometimes he wanders downstairs to mingle with the other kids, or just to mess with them.

I see this character having most of his plot centered around whatever his grandparents are doing (because he’s 10 and not really ready for the teenage antics downstairs)

Rex, in my head, has a special bond with Papa Forman that Eric never really had with his dad growing up

Son of Eric and Donna

———

x I found this photography collection of ‘90s teens and their bedrooms and thought it was a nice placeholder for what I would imagine/what we could see of the kids in the upcoming series.

*Probably won’t include all of these characters in my fic because it would be a massive original character dump, but just know they exist somewhere in that universe.

#that 90s show #that 70s show #kitty forman #red forman #betsy kelso #own characters

[zeppelin-and-unicorns]

Chapter 4 of Flash Of The Blade is up!

“Where were you last night?” Officer Kennedy asked, and Hyde rolled his eyes.

The second he and the Forman’s arrived at the police station, the cops dragged him to a tiny, smelly room, with bad lighting, an ugly desk, and three ugly wooden chairs.

He’s seen enough movies to know that he was standing inside an interrogation room.

He sat on the wobbly chair it was pointed out to him, and he was left inside the room alone, waiting, for what seemed to be an hour.

The same cops that went to the Forman’s appeared in the room later, one of them holding a notepad, the other one smirking wryly at him. It made Hyde want to throw his shoe at them.

Maybe he should’ve asked the Forman’s to get him a lawyer.

“I spent the whole night at my girlfriend’s house” Hyde replied impatiently.

“Really? Because Mr. and Mrs. Forman seem to think you spent the night at home” The other officer said with a triumphant smile, and Hyde sent him a weird look.

“Man, of course they do. I sneaked out, y’know, like every other teenager does since the beginning of this century” Hyde stated matter of factly “They’re practically my folks, do you really think they would be okay with me spending the night at my girlfriend’s place?”

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#scream au #fanfic #jackie x hyde #jackie and hyde #zenmasters #steven hyde #jackie burkhart #red forman #kitty forman #eric forman #donna pinciotti #fez #michael kelso #that 70s show #that 70's show