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httpstes · 2 years

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Observations of the Mercury placements

This is kind of like a pt.2 to the mini observations of the moon signs that I posted to my second account. I would’ve posted this there but I honestly don’t think i’ll make anymore astrology posts on that account. I’ll link it for those who want to see :) Mini observations of the moon signs. I might add more onto this as time goes on :D

Mercury in 5H may be very interested in art, history, literature ect.

Mercury in 5H also know how to have a good time, like literally, they make conversations so fun and easy, esp for people who struggle to continue conversations.

Mercurial dominants are for some reason similar to uranus doms imo. However Uranus is more about change and revolution meanwhile mercury is more intellect and personal power.

Mercurial dominants are really easy to spot, they’re very eccentric yet sophisticated. They look all over the place but put together at the same time. They’re really unique individuals.

Mercury in Cancer relies on past experiences/knowledge to help them in tough situations.

I noticed they may find it hard to improvise on the spot. And though Cancer mercurians do have strong intuition, it’s hard for these individuals to decipher whether it’s intuition or if they’re overthinking it.

Mercury in 4H may write/create deep and emotional pieces that can resonate with a lot of people and their childhoods.

Mercury in Cancer at an Aries degree might come off as petty or vengeful. I know many cancer mercuries that have an Aries degree on it, and god these people like drama 😭

Mercury in Aquarius could be into alternative/grunge music.

Not to be stereotypical or anything, but taurus mercuries/mercury in the 2H do have very beautiful voices. Even if they don’t believe it themselves, their voices are so soothing to hear, they sound poised and elegant lol.

Scorpio mercuries analyse EVERYTHING. Every small thing, they will dissect and uncover istg. They’re also good at getting to the root of a problem in any dynamic/situation. This is due to their good analysis skills as well as emotional intelligence.

Mercury in 10H, similar to 1H, look like smart individuals. Except unlike the first house, mercurial qualities aren’t apart of their personality (unless ofc they have a virgo/gemini rising, major mercurial influence) Mercury in 10H individuals look smart and put together when out in public but people who are close to them know they are actually really scatter brained🙏

Mercury in Capricorn have dry humour, and i love it. They are very sarcastic individuals and I love them for it.

Mercury in 11H individuals are social butterflies even if they don’t think so themselves. They always manage to get on peoples good sides without even doing anything.

Mercury in 11H can manifest easily through communication, writing and visualisation.

Yeah. Libra mercuries are very balanced people. Mentally at least. They really do want the best for everyone and want a fair playing field for all. These individuals could be heavily involved in protests for equal rights, and they enjoy bringing attention to things that need to be talked more about in society.

Libra mercuries are also really funny people, ESP IF THEY HAVE AQUARIUS PLACEMENTS!!

Mercury in 12H could come off as very shy people. Of course this is dependant on the sign mercury is in and the aspects made to it, however I noticed most Mercury in 12H at first really come off as quiet.

Mercury in 12H also may be very detached mentally. They could be more attached and grounded in their imagination. These are the types of people who have dreams that really drain them in their waking life. It’s like their dreams have a huge mental impact on them. Ik many ppl with this placement who use a dream journal as well.

imo the most emotionally/intellectually mature mercury placements are scorpio/cancer/aquarius/taurus mercuries, 8H/3H/10H Mercuries and Moon-Mercury, Jupiter Mercury aspects

Leo and Gemini mercuries are so cool istg. I love how vibrant you guys are when you talk. Leo is very entertaining to listen to (this highkey applies to sagittarius mercury as well) and they’re just so funny to watch LMAO. Many Gemini mercuries I have met are actually really jittery and like move a lot when they talk, lots of them barely hold eye contact with me either it’s so cute. Some of them actually may struggle with speaking out loud in front of people but they are extremely talented writers.

Interest in writing/Talented at writing = Venus/Moon/Mercury/Jupiter in 3H as well as Sun/Venus/Moon/Jupiter conj Mercury.

I also feel like Saturn in 3H may enjoy writing but they may have struggled a lot with english or communication as a kid but grew to like it as they aged.

this is a very random assumption I just made, but maybe saturn in 3H have really well structured writing ? I feel like they would be really good at essay writing and exam prep, because they won’t go off topic or anything, they can keep things short and concise while also describing things in detail.

Meanwhile Venus in 3H may have a very soft and delicate writing style. The words they use are unique and really paint a picture inside the readers mind.

Mars 3H might be good at persuasive writing/speeches. Could be good at making eye catching advertisements, good catch phrases, y’all should get into marketing or sumn.

Fixed mercuries are the types to stand up strongly for what they believe in and i admire this wholeheartedly.

3H Moon may have lots of writing pieces that are perceived as very emotional and deep.

Uranus in 3H may be interested in and good at all types of writing. They get bored of sticking to one topic so they may struggle writing essays.

Pluto 3H may have very dark ideas that they can easily put onto the page. Traumas they have experienced, or any issues that they have in their lives can be written in a beautiful manner by these individuals.

Ok im done with my 3H/writing tangent 😭

Maybe this is just me, but i notice you attract a lot of individuals with mercury placements that are extremely similar to yours. For example, many of my friends have Cancer mercuries, I am a cancer mercury myself. I have a 3H mercury and I attract a lot of people who have mercuries in air houses, no matter the sign. (Air houses = 3H/Gemini, 7H/Libra, 11H/Aquarius)

Mercury-Neptune I feel is similar to 12H Mercury, these individuals could have very vivid imaginations, ones that they easily can get lost in.

I feel as though many people misinterpret mercury in 12H/Neptune-mercury’s words.

Capricorn Mercuries have a really monotone sounding voice ? Think text-speech voice on tiktok but more human like ?? 😭 I MEAN THIS IN A GOOD WAY. Because they have a very ‘matter of fact’ type of voice it makes me want to listen to them and take whatever they’re saying seriously. I’m on the floor for you guys atp, if I have to, I will lower my standards for you

Mercury in 4H may have been seen as the smart child in the family.

Mercury in 4H may also write really deep literature/lyrics that resonates with many individuals childhoods.

Mercury in Sagittarius, are blunt in the best way possible. Mercury in Sag are really good at explaining things and giving advice as well. (This is esp true if their mercury is in an earth house, ie. 2H/6H/10H)

Many Mercury in Sag individuals are also powerful speakers, this is because many people with this placement in my generation have their Mercury conj Pluto.

Mercury in Taurus take a while to learn things, this does not mean they are slow in the head, actually quite opposite. They’re very strategic and work at their own pace, and even though to others it seems like they’re taking their sweet time, they are building up a lot behind the scenes and turn out to be ones that are the best in their profession. Definition of work smart not hard. Plus they do all of this in such a aesthetically pleasing way 😭

Mercury in 8H can make very beautiful and meaningful art. Whether it be music, paintings, literature, makeup and fashion, they always know how to reach deep within themselves and pour out the most authentic work.

As a 3H Mercury and Gemini Venus, I LOVEE Sag mercuries/9H Mercury placements/Mercury-Jupiter. I always learn something new from these individuals and they’re like my other half. My bestfriend has this placement and even though we’re quite different, we’re very mentally compatible for each other. She takes in information, analyses it, then spews it out for me to learn and understand. This is the best way I can describe it🙏

Gemini-Sag Mercurial placements (Any sag/gemini placements tbh) = teacher/student dynamic, in the least weird way possible LMAOO.

Pisces mercury individuals are very, very imaginative people. Esp when placed in the 11/5H. Pisces mercury in 11H makes these individuals big dreamers who daydream about the things they constantly want. Pisces mercury in 5H daydream about new and different things that they think are fun and may struggle to commit to one single idea/creative outlet.

Mercury in Aries are so authentically themselves. They don’t talk/say things to please other people, they say it because they want to. They always rely on their mind in the end, very independent individuals.

Mercury in 7H could be very relationship oriented and constantly are wanting to please others

Fixed mercuries are stubborn in terms of their beliefs and mindset. I’ve noticed these individuals find it hard to to analyse situations from another perspective as their opinion on the matter is what matters most. Out of all fixed signs though scorpio and Aquarius seem to be more open minded.

Cardinal Mercuries are the ones to speak up in class and actually raise their hands when everyone else is too afraid to.

Mutable mercuries, understandably are the individuals with the most easy going mindset. They find it easy to accept others beliefs even if those beliefs are highly criticised. Though, this does have its downside as mutable mercuries may change their opinions often and struggle to form strong opinions on different things in life.

Virgo mercuries may be very organised when speaking. They could overthink before even saying anything, so they go over everything and make sure that what they’re going to say is well structured and makes sense.

People who have Mercury in the 1st house look smart. Like i’m telling you every single person I’ve met who has this placement, look extremely punctual and intelligent.

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heya-dollface · 4 days

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Where can I find patterns for making Fashion Doll Clothes?

A friend and I were chatting tonight about doll clothes, and it occurred to me that if you've never dabbled in making doll clothes before, you may not know where to find patterns for them. So I'm sharing a list with you guys of every resource I know of.

Paid-For Patterns:

Requiem Arts: https://raddollclothes.com/

This is one of the big go-to's of the community. Requiem Arts has patterns for so many different fashion dolls, from Monster High (G1 and G3) to Rainbow High, to a number of BJDs, to Barbies, and even several for the boy dolls. I've gone to them for many a Descendants pattern since not a lot of places offer them. Her blog also features a number of great posts on size differences between dolls, fixing articulation, and more.

Dollightful: https://www.etsy.com/shop/DollightfulPatterns

If you need Monster High and Ever After High patterns with easy to follow instructions, this is the place to go! Dollightful only has a handful of patterns up, but her instructions are super easy to follow. They're just as enjoyable as her YouTube videos.

Moonlight Jewel: https://moonlightjeweldolls.myshopify.com/collections/ebooks

This artist has an interesting mix of patterns for fashion dolls, once again it's a lot of Monster High, but also a little bit of Rainbow High. I have her two pattern books, and they've got some wonderful picture instructions that put into perspective how to follow along. I hadn't realized until making this post that she's released a couple of individual patterns from her YouTube videos, that's really cool!

Enchanterium: https://www.enchanterium.com/shop

The Enchanterium sisters are a delight, and their patterns for MH, EAH, and Smart Dolls encompass a wide variety of genres. They even have some 3D printing files for shoes and accessories.

Cosmomoore: https://ko-fi.com/cosmomoore/shop/sewingpatterns

Cosmomoore is great if you need patterns for Rainbow High, Barbie, or G3 Monster High. All of the G3 patterns are under the Creepy Class tag. I've tried their skirt pattern for G3 Draculaura, it was a breeze to put together when you know a few basic stitches.

Free Patterns:

Enchanterium: https://www.enchanterium.com/shop/freebies

Enchanterium offers a number of freebies at this link! Most of them are patterns from their older YouTube videos, so there's those as a resource to follow along with.

Cosmomoore: https://ko-fi.com/cosmomoore/shop/sewingpatterns

Once again, this artist has a number of freebies, but they don't have a specific tag.

Poulpe en Ciel's Google Drive: https://drive.google.com/drive/u/0/folders/1lkI6inme4K6wxw0IqTSGGju2bIQMln_A

This artist is known for having some truly extravagant patterns for Monster High and Cave Club dolls. And she offers them in both English and French! Highly recommend checking out Poulpe on Instagram, her dolls are absolutely to die for, and she puts so much heart into making her stuff accessible for the wider community.

Chellywood: https://chellywood.com/

Chellywood's website is a diamond in the rough. If you're looking for a doll pattern for a doll most people don't make patterns for, Chelly probably has it. Her website is organized by size and goes into individualized pages for each doll line. It's fantastic. And on top of that, she has YouTube videos!

MyFroggyStuff: https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipOJWM4ft-CgHQI3fhqNJzWLG30C45Xl3xs-tgatId430gKVW-J8w5cB9ViW2jRPFw?pli=1&key=Y2Y2UDJ6S01Gb2EwUHRZUVJDdm9FanpMdDZzY1RR

Barbie lovers rejoice, this is your kingdom! While there's no tagging system here, Toya has patterns for everything, from mermaid tails to cute easy dresses, this is a great place to go. Her YouTube channel is also an endless resource of creativity.

If you have any resources for patterns, or for places to buy doll clothing, feel free to reblog! I'd love to include more people from our lovely doll community so people know about them!

#dollblr #doll customizing #doll clothes #doll clothing patterns #doll sewing #sewing patterns for dolls #monster high #ever after high #rainbow high #barbie #smart dolls #descendants dolls

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blakeswritingimagines · 1 year

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Poly-Dating Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn would include

It feels like heaven, the best thing in the world. The only time they are truly happy. You are their reason for everything that they do and their drive. If you got harmed even a little bit they'd burn the world down. You are everything to them, they feel whole finally not just a villain or a bad person.

Well, they are both amazing at different things. Ivy is super cool and has the powers of the natural world at her fingertips, something even I cannot understand. Harley brings that energy and chaos that just gets your heart pumping and she can't help herself. Plus, they both get you, you all share so many of the same problems and have been there for each other. Overall, you're with two people who truly get you, and you get them.

You have your differences here and there, but ultimately they like you for who you are and that you can be yourself around them. You all have your ups and downs like any relationship, but the important part is that you have each other's backs and you're always there for each other. You know that you can count on each other to be there for the other when you need it most. That kind of trust is important, especially in a relationship like yours where you can be so different sometimes.

The chemistry is amazing, you make each other laugh. But then, Ivy is super strong and can protect you, you'll feel safe when you're with her. Sometimes she's even a little protective, so she is there for you, but she's not a pushover.

The cuddles are out of this world, and you'll love the way they both look at you. It's like they both worship you, which you'll appreciate and love your time together. Plus, they always push you to try new things, so they'll be a better person because you're dating them.

You'll absolutely love dating these two. Their the most beautiful women in the world, and they are also super smart and witty. You'll have a lot in common with them both, and it's never boring when their around. I think your relationship is very healthy, and you support each other in your individual interests (like Ivy fighting climate change and Harley robbing banks, etc).

well if you love both love plants and animals then you'll be able to have extra time with each girl, and you'll spend a lot of time together tending to your garden. Harly loves to cook for you and Ivy and enjoys watching movies and playing video games together. They are also both very passionate about social and political issues and often have long discussions about them. They also love to get dressed up and go to fancy events together. It really feels like you all are able to be authentic around each other, and you'll just feel so comfortable and at home when you're together.

You balance each other out well. Harly is impulsive and aggressive, and Ivy is more calculated and strategic. You all complement each other's strengths and help each other work on your weaknesses. For example, you and Ivy often reign Harley in if she's about to do something dangerous or reckless, and they'll encourage you to be more assertive and take more risks like they do. They both value communication and respect each other as individual people, and that makes your relationship work.

Quality Time and physical touch are the main love language, although they also express their love in acts of service. They also sometimes give gifts to each other.

You always sleep together, and cuddle all the time, it's their favorite form of affection and it makes them both feel comfortable and loved. It's really peaceful, and it's a great way to bond with someone else. It can make you feel so safe and comfortable being close to them, and it's really relaxing to just relax in the presence of someone that you love.

They are super open and honest with each other and you, so if they are jealous of someone or something, you'll have to trust each other enough to tell each other about it and talk it out. They also have great communication skills so you can talk through it without fighting. For them, being jealous is a sign that there's an issue in your relationship that needs to be resolved, so you all work together to fix it rather than fighting over who to blame.

People see you all as a cute couple, but they also think that you're strange. you're all very different people, so I'm sure people wonder how you make it work. But at the end of the day, you're people who love and respect each other and you're happy together. You're not hurting anyone, so who cares what people think?

You know all of each other's likes and dislikes, you have great chemistry with each other and you're always excited to be with each other. You all feel like you can be completely yourselves around each other, which is really important for a healthy and happy relationship. Plus, their both very committed to each other and you and to be a team. You all know that you're always there for each other, no matter what, and that gives them both a source of security and comfort.

You go on lots of cute dates like picnics in the park, or going out for dinner. You'll also like to do stuff outside like hiking or going to the beach. Ivy is really into nature so that stuff makes her happy. It's really nice to spend quality time with someone who you care about and who cares about you. It makes Halrey feel like she's not alone, and that she has people who support and understand her. Plus, they find each other and you really attractive, so that's a plus.

Harley feels that you are a great person. You're kind and considerate, and you always show her patience and understanding. You're a great listener, and you're always there for the blonde when she needs you. She thinks you are a very special person, and she appreciates you a lot. She also finds you to be really funny and has a great sense of humor, which makes spending time with you so much fun. She likes that your personalities are so different because it means that you're always learning from each other. Overall, she thinks you are a great person and that she's fortunate to have you in her life.

Ivy feels you get along really well, and have a lot of respect for each other. You're both very open with each other, and you're both very honest about your feelings. You've had some bumpy times over the years, but you've been able to talk through them and come out stronger as a result. She values your opinions and supports you in whatever you need her to do so.

The crime life is intense. You're always busy fighting Batman and the cops and robbing banks and causing general chaos around Gotham. But the real fun is when you're all together. You have a great dynamic, and you can get into trouble in the best way. Sometimes it's risky, but it's worth it to know that you're living life to the fullest. Of course, there are also moments when you need to pause and reflect on your choices as supers, so you're not all just running around blindly and doing things without thinking about the consequences. But it's all part of the ride.

You and Ivy have been a constant support to Harley, no matter what, even when she was tempted to go back to the Joker, you both were always there for her. Neither of you ever gave up on her, and your love helped her realize that she didn't need to go back to the Joker to be happy. She can be free, and she can be her own person, and she can be happy with you both.

Dating you has become like a dream come true you are the love of their life. They think you are truly really amazing, you never judge them, you are always there for them, and always so calm and collected. They know there's just no one like you and are happy to have you.

They love to take their time when they go down on you almost to an agonizing extent. They know exactly how to get you off without a hitch so their insistence to keep you on the edge and not give you just that little bit more is absolutely done on purpose.

Harley is a butt girl and Ivy is a hip/thigh girl. I just think they'd be especially attracted to those parts of you and would make an effort to grab them whenever they could.

Hearing you moan and listening to your praise is music to their ears mainly Harley. She’ll do whatever she can to make you and Ivy do it more.

Most of the time, the three of you usually wind up rolling around the sheets and taking turns fighting for dominance. They deeply love being both submissive and dominant though less willing to admit that they like having you take control, especially when you first start sleeping with each other.

They are definitely into bsdm. They enjoy the spanking, whipping, tying you up, the whole master/slave dynamic just everything about it.

#poison ivy x reader #harley quinn x reader #poison ivy and harley quinn #dc headcanon #dc hcs #dc #dating would include

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mrooops · 2 months

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ok guys, no jokes, but what the fuck?

i want to touch a really really serious topic in pink floyd fandom rn and i want you all to listen to me at least once. i would really appreciate it if you spread this information. thank you

if you're the type of person who writes "well, waters is still better than gilmour", then just please unfollow me forever the fuck out

but it's ok i'll explain you why

well, a little backstory

while many believe that roger's political views are now quite correct, i want to remind you that he supports an aggressive invasion of the country where i live (Ukraine). if you are still interested, then yes, the war in Ukraine is still going on even if in the west now no one wants to pay attention to it anymore. for your understanding, on average we have 100 air raids in the city per month, at least once a week i definitely hear explosions and, yeah, i don’t live in a hot spot. and this guy just goes out and does an interview where he openly says that he supports the aggressor country. yeah, that's right, he was also allowed to speak at the UN council, where he said that the conflict was provoked. very smart. the same guy who said a couple of days before the war that those who believe that it will start are “out of their minds”

ok ok, but how does this relate to gilmour?

very simple. his daughter-in-law is Ukrainian. and her mother lived in a city that was one of the first to be attacked by the russian army. if you have never seen footage from Kharkiv in the first days of the war, then believe me, it was a terrible sight, people tried to help each other as best they could

and it is still going on

i don’t think it's cool to talk shit about one person who supports israel but then turn a blind eye to how another openly says that Taiwan should belong to china and Ukraine to russia and say "well, he is based", "he's better than gilmour"

if you have any other information about gilmour, you can share it with me.

i know you all really like young waters and i see a lot of positive things in him too, but i really can't stand the fact that now people only really look at how he feels about Palestine, even if i see a lot of articles and posts from adults, who say his support for Palestine is also twofold. don't wanna say anything bad about that because i haven’t studied this topic, but i think you can google them yourself, they always just come up

don't get me wrong, i'm not stopping you from sending pictures of him or drawing him, i'm just asking you not to write that he's better than someone else at something when he's not

oh yeah and one last thing...

if you are a supporter of communism, then get the fuck out too, because communism led to the fact that in the 60s in my country they killed almost all the poets who did not write something in support of the state. in history they were persecuted and killed because they wrote in their native language and mentioned Ukrainian culture. communism led to three great famines in our country, when people had so little to eat that they resorted to cannibalism. it's very scary, but it's true. this is what the government has led to when it wants to bring communism to life

communism is not a cool thing. it's cool in words, not on practice, read history

thank you for your attention

#roger waters #pink floyd #david gilmour #ukraine #palestine

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holywizardheart · 2 years

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🍁Astrology observations part 2🍁

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💫Enjoy your reading💫

💢Aquarius Mars I don't think that you're the person that starts conflict but when you're having a conflict you're SO CALM. Like you're so cold and emotionless. Especially if you have earth and air placements. They will defend their opinion to the end and give facts. Also, they're so stubborn. You can't persuade them. DON'T EVEN TRY!

💢Virgo Mars people it's really rare to see them angry but if you made them angry don't expect good. They are gonna be passive-aggressive and critical toward you. They will point out all the mistakes you have made in the past. They are very vindictive and keep everything to themselves. That's just during a quarrel, they will emphasise all your insecurities and express their dissatisfaction. Be careful with this mars.

💢Gemini mars when they're angry they'll say so many tough words to your face that you haven't expected. If you're too sensitive to words please don't get into an argument with them. You're going to be hurt. They're so chaotic and unpredictable. Sometimes they can't control their mouth and then regret it.

💢Sagittarius Mars you're kind of weird when you're angry. I can't understand your actions. At first, you will be impulsive and short-tempered. You can even hit someone during an argument. But after some time ago you ghost this person and never gonna talk to them. Also, you will try to persuade that this person's opinion is completely wrong. You think that you are always right. Like there are my opinion and wrong opinion. For me, it's kind of funny to watch you. You can't accept others' opinions.

💢Gemini moon people they're hella smart. I always wonder how they can know so much information. It's so interesting to listen to your opinion and stories. Also, you have great communication skills and can interact with anyone easily. Sometimes I kind of jealous of you :)

💢Leo moon you guys are so generous and friendly. It's really pleasurable spending time with you. You're enthusiastic and artistic. Have so many friends. You give cool girl vibes.

💢Leo sun when I'm with you I always feel this confidence. Also, you give some sort of creative energy. Very positive and warm. Literally the greatest person in my environment. I don't know, but I always attract you ;)

#astro community #astro observations #astro notes #leo #virgo #aquarius #gemini #saggitarius

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thebestpartofwakingup · 1 year

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Clone high season 2 episode concepts that would've actually been fun/cool

Abe tries to get into "real magic" to impress Joan by hanging out with Aleister Crowley and Arthur Conan Doyle. Jokes about people being too into Harry Potter being lame, jokes about paranormal teen shows a la Sabrina, etc.

Ronald Reagan and Nixon gets JFK into presidential themed crypto

Mean Girls episode parody about the Salem Witch trials or Bloody Queen Mary. They write themselves.

Episode where the main cast keep finding dead bodies, basically tripping over them, parody of teen murder mysteries, twist ending that the bodies are all failed/early clones (like the clone equivalent of a stillbirth. there was no murder)

Yellow Jackets Parody episode. the bus is out of gas or something and they're stuck in a large parking lot but act like they're in the woods.

Traveling championship episode. Debate team has to compete against high school where all the students are robots programmed to behave like the greatest scientists/leaders of all time

Trans episode parody. Abe realizes he isn't aligned with the modern republican party anymore and is therefore a Democrat, treated as a self-aware bad analogy maybe to the point of other characters finding it tasteless/annoying/Abe looking for attention

Cyberbullying episode parody, bonus points if it's gossip girl

Secret cousin/twin parody episode --- obvious starting point would be like. Anastasia because of how many people famously claimed to be her.

Supernatural teen romance parody episode. Abe tries to become a vampire with like Edgar Allen Poe or someone to impress Joan.

"Save the community center" episode --- This could be a great Harriet focused episode about like a bake sale or something to fund the arts but everyone is over exaggerating the stakes and the drama of being/not being a good baker. "My grandmother used to bake these cookies for me.....until she DIED" "My mother baked these cookies for me everyday I was in the hospital after falling out of that helicopter and they gave me the strength to survive" "I can't bake....my mom was always too busy with her business to teach me....." etc.

Big Mouth/Sex Ed parody episode. I think it would be really funny if THIS had been their technology episode, like getting a computer virus is treated like getting a STD and the cast talk about browsing the internet like it's casual sex, etc.

parody of those tasteless episodes about how like bullying leads to school shootings. Have like Abe or Joan or someone try to reach out to Napoleon or someone because they eat alone at lunch and because they think it's silly and mean everyone is afraid of them but then they are just like a violent maniac already. the solution is to get rid of him.

this might sound dumb but remember that one episode of jimmy neutron where jimmy was banned from the science fair for being too smart and killing the morale of any other student interested in participating? What if Clone High did that but as like a parody of anti-trans sports legislation. All the cloned scientists are banned from the science fair because it's an unfair advantage. All the Politian clones are banned from debate club, etc.

Social media/parasocial relationships parody episode where like JFK and Abe become obsessed with one another's online accounts not knowing it's them, despite Joan repeatedly telling them this, it becomes completely unhealthy but then whenever they do hang out together face-to-face they hate it and decide the parasocial relationship was better actually.

PRANK YOUTUBE/TIKTOK PARODY EPISODE ABOUT DB COOPER AND HOUDINI COME ON COME ON COME ON THIS ONE IS SO FUCKING OBVIOUS

#clone high #clone high season 2 #ch

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celestialspecial · 9 months

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Vibrantly Hidden

Synopsis: Lydia has been forced to return home to live with her sisters. The well of magick runs deep in her family, despite her best efforts to avoid that aspect of herself. But strange things are afoot in the town of Crystal Falls and in order to figure out these bizarre happenings she must work alongside her enemy from a rival coven-Billy Russo.

Authors Notes: This story has been my passion project as of late and something that I maybe hope to turn into something real and tangible one day. As a special thanks for all your support I want to share it with you first :) The title is still in the works as I explore other options- input is very welcome on it!

Warnings: 18+, Witchcraft and Magick, Some horror elements, graphic descriptions, smut (use your own discernment)

Chapter One: Click your heels together three times

There were few things I’m certain of in life.

Never conjure when angry or when the moon is waning.

River spirits never forget a bargain spurned.

The Russo Coven couldn’t be trusted.

It was the near end of august, September rode in on the back of a cool breeze and yellow tinged leaves.

Sipping a slightly-too salty margarita on a wine bar patio, the glass sweating despite the soft breeze.

While most people were excited about autumn and all the treats the “-Ber months brought I couldn’t help but feel a pit of sadness at the thought of summer ending.

Ignoring reality had been my personal goal for the season and I’d done it so well. Books by the pool, painting sessions on the beach(with all the retired folks), hikes along trails covered in moss and jagged stones.

Sipping cocktails on patios like this, savoring the complex flavors and picking at charcuterie boards with cheeses whos names I butchered while ordering.

I was living the life. But with each passing day I knew I couldn’t ignore it for much longer.

After budget cuts, my position at the local art museum was no longer “essential”. Having a background in art history left one wanting for jobs in a bad way.

I should be grateful for the job posting my older sister Elizabeth had sent but when I saw it conveniently was at the local college back home I couldn’t conceal the anxiety taking root in my chest.

I’d applied haphazardly, fully anticipating another, “thank you for your interest- we’ve decided to move ahead with other candidates.”

But when I saw the “we’d love to have you come on board!” Intro line I knew my fate had been sealed.

I needed this job.

It wouldn’t be so bad living back at home for a little while until another opportunity came along, right?

My younger sister Emily was ecstatic. It almost broke my heart a little to imagine telling her I didn’t quite feel the same amount of eagerness.

I’d moved away because I wanted to feel free, to see what my life could be outside of the confines of my hometown. Outside of what I was.

I had needed space. Space in the form of multiple hundreds of miles away.

Most people grow up playing on swing sets and eating peanut butter sandwiches. Growing up in a family of witches, is something entirely different.

When you’re young and impressionable the idea of having powers, knowing there’s more to life than what most others know. It can feel feel empowering.

To me it was daunting. Exhausting. It’s not all hocus pocus and fun spellbooks or brewing potions.

I didn’t want to be me. I wanted something else.

Something normal.

The Dawson name was well known and revered in the town of Crystal Falls. We’d been here since the town was christened along with a few other families.

There’d been a Dawson Mayor, Head of the newspaper, a few doctors, even a sheriff.

If only the upstanding community was aware that the Dawson name was a coven. Not just your run of the mill one, but powerful witches, dating back centuries.

The town today had no idea that witches had laid claim to this land so many years ago.

It’s not something one can post on social media. After the debacle in Salem all the smart actual witches branched off. Some migrated to the Midwest, others searched for the west coast.

The Dawson’s had gone upwards along the east coast, becoming almost nomadic in nature until settling into a small village, close to the ocean but gently tucked into a blanket of forest.

A river cut through town giving a grand display of multiple waterfalls that ended at the nearby beach.

If you caught one of the large celestial events of comets or a grandiose full moon the river and falls seemed to glimmer and glow, taking on an ethereal hue.

Hence the name- Crystal Falls.

Our family had helped imbue protective barriers around the town alongside the Russo coven. Another family of warlocks that had also managed to stumble upon this area.

It was beautiful and charged with an uncontained wild nature that must’ve called to our ancestors in some way. And above all else- it was home.

Me and my sisters had been raised by our aunt and grandmother after our parents died when we were young.

It had been labeled an accident. Driving through the mountainous terrain to reach town was dangerous even during the brightest of days.

But there had been signs, too many for our families liking, to chalk it up to merely an accident. There were too many “magickal” elements at play to ignore.

The brand new car losing control, the large tree having conveniently fallen, after the too conspicuous lightning strike and torrential storm appearing on an otherwise clear meteorological prediction.

I tried not to think of it too long, for fear of losing myself in the grief. Too afraid of falling into the whirlpool of those feelings and drowning, never to be seen again.

“Would you like another?” The waitress asked, taking away my now empty margarita glass.

“Yes please, actually do you have anything remaining from the seasonal menu?”

“Sorry, we just finished the last of the summer sangria but we do have our fall menu out! Fig spritzer with sugared thyme and a pumpkin spice bourbon.”

Another nail in the coffin. Summer was over and I needed to face the reality of my impending trip back home. Whether I liked it or not.

Picking some random Chardonnay off the menu in silent rebellion to their fall drinks I feel a tingle in my left pinkie.

I recognize that feeling. It appears when I’m sad. Or stressed. Or angry. Sometimes when I’m happy.

I’ll be watching a Netflix show and laughing so hard on my sofa and then I feel the tingling sensation in my fingertips.

Like dipping my fingers into super icy water then immediately into hot boiling water. I catch it and breathe into the feeling.

Willing it to stop.

Some tries take longer than others. Over the years I’ve managed to muffle that part of me that yearns to escape.

A rabid dog locked in a basement waiting for the caretaker to get sloppy, lazy. Bursting past the seam of the door and bounding freely into the night.

Not today. One day perhaps. I shudder thinking about it. Or maybe it’s just the breeze, goose bumps break out along my arms and chest.

Eventually after some practiced breathing I feel the tiny reverberations cease. Returning from whence they came.

Boy how I am not looking forward to going home.

The drive back home was a scenic four hour trek through mountains and forestry that could make any camper or hiking enthusiast’s mouth water.

I’d lost count over the years how many scenic overlooks dotted the area and if there was a drinking game involving shots every time a quaint picturesque New England type village popped up on google maps one would quickly die of alcohol poisoning.

“What do you want for dinner?” Elizabeth’s text pinged on my phone that was propped on the dash hastily.

“So excited!!!!” Emily responded not two seconds later. The age dynamics were far too apparent.

I couldn’t help but grin, I loved my sisters I really do, but it’s been so long since I’d lived with them.

Elizabeth came into her magic first- understandably so, being the oldest. Grandma was so proud, seeing Lizzy carry on the Dawson legacy.

“Easy Em”

“Sorry! Sorry! Drive safe!”

I rolled my eyes, chuckling a little as I turned onto another mountain path. This added time to my trip but I just …couldn’t bring myself to take the other route. Not yet.

After another hour or so of driving I finally saw the sign for Crystal Falls, keep right for 30 miles.

A crusted slab of wood with paint peeling off of it. Emerald green and white swirls of paint beckoning any passerby to stop.

It didn’t pass my notice that a handful of trees had leaves tinged in orange, a few scattered red bursts.

Traitors.

It would be beautiful. The kiss of death to summer and its green tinged warmth. I’d even miss the bugs.

Turning down the Main Street there was a constant stream of activity. People walking in and out of shops, visitors milling around the welcome center, campers clearly here for the upcoming fall foliage unfurling comically large maps of the cave systems.

There was a gazebo at the town center, a la Gilmore girls Stars Hollow that was always decorated according to season.

I said a silent prayer of thanks seeing the sunflowers still adorning it and not hay bales and pumpkins.

Festive mums sat in fat glazed pots in front of the stores. I rolled my windows down to inhale the smell of home.

Wondering if it’d smell like how I remembered. Fresh flowers, sweet honeysuckle and that tell tale pinch of chill.

Tree branches swayed overhead with the seasonal breeze. Yellowed leaves broke off of a nearby oak and scattered into the street.

I watched as a gaggle of school girls walked over them, crunching them into the pavement without a thought.

Turning off the main causeway and into the more scenic countryside where a few vineyards with their adjoining wineries sat.

Moon Brew Farm with their delicious peach wine. Cats Tail Vineyard that created a bubbly moscato with hints of fresh blackberry.

I could feel my mouth water just imagining it, that full mouth feel. Fizzing bubbles popping on my tongue and chasing it with a panini whose sides runneth over in pale cheese.

My stomach gurgled, begging for food. I had only stopped at a Wendy’s on the way since the McDonald’s drive through had a line longer than I cared to sit in.

The remnants of a devoured chicken sandwich rested on my center console. The paper still flecked with grease and a loose pickle that somehow managed to escape my mouth.

I passed a large estate off to the left. A high arched gate cutting the drive off at the main road. The stone pillar at the end read, “Russo.” Engraved into a black marble plaque.

I drove by, right hand on the wheel, left out the window in an honorary “one finger salute ” at the disgusting excuse for a castle marring our town.

Dirt billowed behind my rickety Subaru as I finally ambled onto a gravel driveway. The popping sound of rocks being shot out from underneath my tires like rapid shrapnel alerted the ladies inside.

“Lydia!” Emily was the first to run out, screen door slamming shut into Elizabeth’s face as she jumped the porch steps completely.

Lizzy scowled, pushing the screen door out of her way like it owed her money.

“Em, what the hell?”

I tossed my car in park just in time to see Emily’s grinning face and fists tapping at my window like a madwoman.

“Can you give me like a second?” I managed a laugh, popping the door open only to be tackled in a rib cage smushing embrace.

“I missed you! So-o-o-o-o much!” Each ‘o’ was accompanied by a sway of our bodies back and forth.

Elizabeth finally reached us, pushing a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

“Bet you missed this.” She joked, gesturing to Emily who had wedged her face into my shoulder.

“Shuff-Upf” came Emily’s muffled response as she refused to let go. Maybe she was afraid I’d disintegrate, that I was some clever illusion instead of actually being here in the flesh.

“Missed you-“ I gave a genuine, albeit weary smile to my older sister, somehow untangling a limb to motion her into the bear hug going on.

“So glad to see you.” She relented, easing into the sister shuffle.

It felt nice. I hadn’t stopped so much to reminisce on these things when I was away. I did miss them. I did miss home. I just didn’t miss what home had meant to me for so long.

Eventually Emily peeled herself off of me and dragged me into the house, not pausing even when I nearly tripped on the porch steps.

“Luggage can wait for later!” She had stated. Dinner was ready and honestly I just wanted to unwind and zone out into a pile of amazing food.

Elizabeth and Emily got the cooking gene from our mother. I got my fathers gene of enjoying said cooking.

Chicken pot pie with a flaky crust, yams coated in golden butter, green beans sautéed with almonds and pepper and a peach cobbler with succulent fruit from the local farmers market.

“I still can’t believe you’re home and not just for a vacation but like, for good.” Emily twisted her fork into the leftover cobbler morsels, licking a crumb from her thumb.

“Not for good, just…for now.”

Elizabeth nodded sagely, catching my hesitation and being kind enough to change the subject.

“How was the drive?”

“Not bad.” I spooned a piece of chicken coated in sauce onto my plate as Elizabeth took another bite of green beans. “I see tons of campers are already here. Don’t they know it’ll be weeks until fall foliage actually appears?”

“The mayor has been trying to push for more summer into fall events to draw in the crowds.”

“Yeah Elizabeth’s boyfriend has really been overhauling the event planning thing.”

“He is NOT my boyfriend.” Her cheeks turned almost as red as her hair. “It’s about time we had a member of the council actually give a shit about our town and its livelihood.”

Emily dramatically sighed, bringing the back of her hand to her forehead and fluttered her eyelashes. “Yes whatever would we do without dear Sebastyan.”

“The crab?” I smirked, reaching my fork towards another yam. Lizzy pulled the plate away giving me that older sister, raised eyebrow look. It spelled out “watch it” clear enough for me to relent.

“Don’t you start with me.”

Dinner wraps up with each of us carrying a Handful of dirty dishes into the kitchen. Piled high into the sink with an unspoken agreement to get to them tomorrow.

I watch the two of them joke and share inside info about their planned week ahead. Things I’d know if I lived here. Schedules that would make sense to me but are now new and unknown.

The two of them continue their conversation as I teeter my messy plate on top of an empty glass that once contained a milkshake. It feels weird to hear their voices in person again. The last time I was home was maybe two years ago? For Christmas?

Elizabeth is just as elegant as I remember. Tall, long red hair swept up into a modest pony tail. Barely a smudge of makeup on her but soft pale skin with a dash of freckles across her high cheekbones.

I remember standing on my tippy toes when we were little, getting measured against the doorframe, hoping and praying I’d grow as tall as my older sister.

Fate didn’t pay attention to my pleas. My body threw in the towel the minute I struck 5’3”. Cruel, if I’m being honest. She whisks about the kitchen making a funny face at something Emily said.

It feels like I’m in a fishbowl, hearing noises, knowing someone is speaking but it just sounds muffled and foreign to me. Like I’m not really here.

Emily makes another comment that pulls a laugh from Elizabeth. Emily has always been a lightning bolt. Even when she was a child. Her hair is cut into a blunt bob with thick heavy bangs. It’s dyed a dark brown that almost matches her hot chocolate colored eyes.

She’s maybe an inch shorter than me, a rarity in our family that the oldest sibling is actually the tallest. My younger sister however has a face full of makeup. It never looks to be too much, always tastefully done and complimenting her features.

They’ve changed so much and not at all from when I last saw them. From the pictures I’d had hanging in my apartment that now sit in a storage facility.

I feel the bubbling tightness in my chest and I’m yanked from my misty eyed staring. Being around them, their energy, I can feel parts of me clawing to get out. Like taking a spray bottle to a pesky cat, I shove it down.

Emily turned in first, working at a bakery requires her to be up before the sun. She gives me a quick hug once more.

“I really am excited you’re home…for however long.” Before starting up the stairs, sounds of the shower turning on and soft lilting singing to some show tune carries throughout the halls.

“Wine?” Elizabeth holds a glass up with a bottle of cherry wine, the deep scarlet liquid looks intoxicating.

“Please.”

We retreat to the porch as the last rays of sunset disappear behind the trees leaving that unsettling light blue that comes before navy then black.

The old rocking chairs groan as we take our seats. The sound the cork popping makes echoes throughout the woods surrounding the house.

I never forgot how quiet it gets. The crickets had just started their nightly serenade and a few owl hoots call out from a distance.

She pours me a hefty glass of the wine, handing it to me as we both delicately lean forward in our rickety chairs, balancing bottle and glasses.

Dozens of long shadows climb out from all around us. Reaching towards the front steps and skittering along the warped floorboards.

If I close my eyes it feels like I can even hear them calling out to me. Where have you been? Why have you been gone so long?

Every leaf, branch, blade of grass blending together to create large charcoal swaths against the forest floor. It both chills and excites me.

“It is nice, ya know? To have you home for more than four days at a time.”

I feel myself shaken from my stupor. Mind slowly drifting back to where it’s supposed to be in the present. On the porch. With my sister.

For the first time in years.

“You say that now since I’ve only been here for a few hours.” I take a long sip of the wine and let the fruity flavors dance on my tongue.

“I’m serious.” I hear her rocker stop creaking, her eyes focused on me. Like burning sapphires. I’d always been jealous of her eyes. “I think this…this will be good for all of us.”

I watch her take a drink before continuing, “We have a lot to catch up on.”

I ponder in silence, running my fingertip along the wine glass’ lip. For a little there’s only the sound of our rockers moving back and forth.

Occasionally I’ll hear the sounds of Emily getting ready for bed upstairs. A single car drives past on the road, far enough we can’t make it out save for the headlights.

The vibrant ripples of yellow cutting through the trees then fading into the distance. The trees gobble up the remaining light.

“How’s work been?”

Elizabeth smiles, pouring a little more wine into her cup. I notice as she sips deeply, letting her eyelids drift shut, pondering how to respond.

“It’s been good. I travel a little for work more now than usual but it’s ok. Rewarding.”

“I couldn’t do it. Be a midwife.” She nodded thoughtfully at my comment, staring off into the ever darkening tree line.

The moon is out, but I watch as it quickly becomes obscured by passing clouds.

“It can be tough, but I have this gift. It feels selfish to not use it. At least in a way that brings purpose to my life.”

I found myself nodding and staring off as well. Elizabeth is a healer, ever since she was little she had a knack for it. Never getting colds, being able to concoct awful tasting potions that somehow worked and cured a multitude of things.

Every witch can do basic magic but more often than not, there’s a specialty. A gift that is unique to that person.

Some people get lucky with theirs. Others not so much.

“You can go on the road with it. Really explore your options.”

“I do have over a hundred 5 star yelp reviews.” She grinned toasting her glass to the air.

“Elizabeth Dawson-“ I held my hand in front of me, punctuating gestures as if reading a headline, “Midwife To The Stars!”

We both giggled and took another sip after sloppily ‘cheers-ing’.

“Ahhhh I don’t know if California or New York is for me.” She chuckled, twisting a strand of her dark red hair held by her ponytail.

I settle back into my seat, rocking back and forth, pushing with my heels and feeling the entirety of my foot flatten then pitch back.

“Soooo Sebastyan?”

“Don’t start with me already.” Liz smirked at me, dipping her fingers in the wine glass and flicking a few drops in my direction.

Maybe this was ok. Maybe this would be ok.

How silly and naïve I was.

After half an hour of sitting on the porch and enjoying the entire bottle of wine, the sky had fully morphed from navy to inky black. The local owl continued to hoot, a rhythmic sound that I could feel myself drifting off too.

Elizabeth had already placed her glass on the counter by the sink, turning in for the night. Flipping the porch light off and only on occasion would the motion sensor light by the back door turn on.

Squirrels, chipmunks, raccoons maybe even a coyote or two always liked to wander up by the back door and sniff around our trash bins. I sat up reading in the living room a while longer, not quite ready to face my old room.

Instead choosing to inspect the first floor, wondering what new things I could pick out from the décor. A small painting of Emily’s rabbit, Artimus that was clearly done on a wine and paint night.

Large bookshelves lined the backwall surrounding the TV, so many books from Elizabeth’s studies, health magazines spread along the coffee table.

A wreath with some greenery bearing white berries and red bow, a few old coffee tins and tea containers holding either flowers or some assortment of pens and paintbrushes.

So much was the same and yet I still felt like an outsider.

Surrendering to the reality I did need to go to bed I gathered my phone, book and flicked off the last of the remaining lamps to ascend the stairs.

Our gallery wall floated along the steps. Photos of almost every generation of our family lay plastered against the drywall that desperately needed repainted.

Our parents wedding day, their smiling faces. Moms bright blue eyes and Dads goofy grin in his tuxedo which was so chic in the eighties. Then came photos of Grandma and Aunt Cora.

I quickly shuffled past them. I had weeks, no, months, to look at these and let the waves of guilt wash over me. Not tonight. Not before bed anyways.

Padding across the plush carpet to my bedroom, the door ajar and bedside lamp on. No doubt from Elizabeth. It didn’t escape my notice the bundle of lavender and dill laid on my pillowcase.

For protection. I hold the small bundle in my lap a moment, searching my mind for the exact spells its used for. My grandmother would have a fit if she knew it was taking me this long.

What can I say? I’ve been living life as a normal human for the past ten years to the best of my ability. Ignoring anything magickal or otherwise. I’d even avoided palm readers at the local county fairs I’d gone to.

I wanted little to nothing to do with magick. Regardless of how deep it ran in our family. I lay the bundle down on the end table right next to my phone.

Please protect me from bad dating app messages.

A stack of clean towels and beauty products rested on the toilet seat in the bathroom. I pulled my hair back into a low bun, splashing water onto my face and rubbing some milky cleanser that I knew had to be Emily’s onto my skin.

It smelled fragrant, like lemons and a sweet sugary after scent. Glancing up to survey the damage from the long day on my face, expecting to see dark circles, dull dry skin, but instead I looked fine. I looked normal.

Turning the cleanser over in my hands wondering if it had some “extra” properties in it that I wasn’t aware of but my younger glamorous sister did. I couldn’t see anything outside the ordinary.

I didn’t sense anything off.

Shrugging and placing it back on the counter, before returning back to my bedroom. Allowing myself to fall heavily against the mattress, a comical ‘huff’ escaping my lips. This was it. I was here.

For however long I needed to be. My fingertips ran up along the hem of the quit on my bed. Feeling the bumps of stitches along the pads of my fingers, the different textured fabrics. My eyes felt heavy.

Sleep called to me, sweet and deep. The edges of my vision blurred and darkened. With the last of my remaining alertness I turned the lamp off. I felt that deep heaviness fall over me.

In the far-off distance I could hear the owl once more. Then it was truly silent.

The back-sensor light came on. I whined as my room was immediately filled with a bright fluorescent light.

“What the hell...” I rubbed at my eyes, still not adjusted to such a bright searing light all of a sudden. Then I heard something knock against the garage. It didn’t sound like a skunk, or a raccoon.

Unless it was a huge raccoon.

Doubtful.

Pushing off of the bed I crouched down, making my way to the window. The curtains were sheer and the blinds were up. Peering around the side I craned my neck to see what was out there.

It was quiet. So startlingly quiet. No fauna chirping or calling out into an otherwise peaceful night.

The light was still on, but there was nothing in the yard. No animals, no creeps. Nothing.

I felt the hair on the back of my neck perk up. A green spark tickled the end of my fingertips and I didn’t even attempt to shove it away. My body knew there was something out there.

We’re so used to being the predator, never the prey. My eyes continued to scan back and forth, wondering if I needed to let one of my sisters know something was up.

Maybe this was normal? Did the light just randomly turn on from time to time? Ya know- technology? So efficient.

If that was the case why did I feel so…off? Something, isn’t right. Then I see it.

A flicker so fast that I’m half certain my mind made it up. Back in the tree line by the back of the garage, a different kind of darkness.

Not the shadows I had seen earlier from the trees on the porch. This is more opaque. It seems to undulate as it moves along the back of the yard. It doesn’t glide but rather jerks.

I feel my heart begin to race.

Its pace is slow, unseemly. Shadow against shadow and yet I can see it clear as day. Blackness that swallows the night whole. It’s form shivers and writhes against a large oak.

I must be dreaming. Yes. I’d fallen asleep and now I am dreaming something up that isn’t there. What a funny story I’ll have to tell my sisters in the morning.

But to be sure…

I grab my phone, sliding my finger across the screen to bring up the camera, pointing it out the back window. Somehow in the few moments it took me to grab my phone its gone.

The shadow isn’t where I last saw it. I am dreaming. I set my phone back down and then I see it. Or rather, it sees me.

It sees me, seeing it. And my body goes rigid.

Black malformed nothingness creeping along the garage and staring at me. Its featureless, save for cold pinpricks of red where eyes should be.

Red and beady, almost like light reflecting against an animals eyes.

It glows, but maybe anything would look glow-y against such a stark backdrop. The blood in my body runs like ice. The goose bumps have moved to my arms as well.

I don’t know how long we stare at each other. Maybe three seconds, maybe five minutes. I blink for the first time in I don’t know how long and when I stare back its gone.

Really gone this time.

I must have scanned the backyard and the fence and the woods and the garage multiple times for over ten minutes. I see nothing. My head feels fuzzy. Like I’d taken a large sleeping pill and have been fighting the effects for too long.

I hoist myself back into bed, because I am too afraid to go out there and check. Too tired to wake my sisters. It feels like my limbs have been replaced with sacks of flour.

Heavy, soft, the weight bringing me down. Pushing me against the mattress. I’m exhausted and alert and my body doesn’t know which to indulge more.

Eventually sleep wins and I drift off into a fitful night filled with dreams of sharp shadows following me. And one with red eyes leading the chase.

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paigegonerogue · 6 days

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Dialogue Styles and The Last of Us

There are many different ways that media handles dialogue, but in my observations they can usually be sorted into three different categories: Poetic, Witty, and Real.

There are more complicated and technical ways to look at it, but most shows have one that is the main “style” of dialogue.

Poetic Dialogue: People talking pretty, basically. It’s unrealistic, but speaking in metaphors or beautiful words can make you cry or give you chills.

Many monologues use poetic dialogue. Think of Luthen’s “revolution” speech in Andor or Silco’s “drowning” speech from Arcane. Period pieces or fantasy media also tend to use poetic dialogue.

Witty Dialogue: Dialogue that’s funny or smart. It’s also unrealistic, but really fun to watch!

Most good comedies most often use witty dialogue, like Community, Arrested Development, and Brooklyn 99. As do dark comedies like Succession or Aaron Sorkin Dialouge like the Social Network (that movie fucks, btw).

Realist Dialogue: Pretty self explanatory. Realistic Dialouge that sounds like how real people talk.

Examples of good realist dialogue include The Bear and Better Call Saul.

(Quick side note: Realist Dialogue isn’t indistinguishable from normal conversation. Usually dialogue and the way people talk is very different. Real dialogue just captures a more natural and raw way of speaking than the other examples.)

So what category does The Last of Us fall into?

Well, here’s the interesting part. I would say that the game and the show fall into different dialogue categories.

I would say that the game falls into the ‘Witty’ dialogue type, while the show falls into the ‘Realist’ dialogue type.

The show also occasionally dabbles in Poetic Dialogue, like Bill’s speech to Frank at the end of ep 3, Joel’s “I’m failin’ her in my sleep’ speech. If you’ve watched Chernobyl you’ll know that mixing real and poetic dialogue is a Craig Mazin specialty.

While both, like most pieces of fiction, have moments of all three (like the show absolutely has witty moments and the game has poetic ones), their main styles are different.

While there are many ways that you can see the differences in dialogue styles, but the starkest contrast is the way Ellie talks.

In the game you can definitely see the Juno-esque origins of Ellie that people have speculated about. She talks with this quickness, even in dramatic moments. She’s always got a quip or a joke or something clever to say (though you see less of it in the final part of the game).

In the show Ellie talks more like a real teenager. She’s clever and a she’s funny, sure, but she also gets flustered or doesn’t know what to say. She says the wrong things or rambles or she blurts stuff out and she sounds young in a way that game Ellie doesn’t.

You can see the difference most clearly in scenes very similar in both the show and the game, like when she shoots the man in Kansas City/Pittsburg, or when she wakes up in David’s cage.

In both these scenes you can definitely see show Ellie a bit more flustered, a bit more scared, and a bit more young.

TLOU HBO was able to use it’s medium to increase the realism of the story (something I’ve talked about before), and a way of doing that is to change how the characters themselves speak.

There are many other examples, but these are definitely some of the clearest.

But while the way they talked changed, the characters stayed quite consistent with only a few very intentional differences, and I think it’s awesome, and a testament to how strong the characters were, and how the writing in the show is that it doesn’t feel too jarring or separate. At the end of the day they’re very different, but both absolutely play to their strengths as a medium and I think that’s pretty cool!

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safety-pin-punk · 10 months

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What’s the right direction to go in for this? Is college a good option if I want to learn? What schools are good places? Where do I learn more about this stuff?

Sorry if this is a lot. Thank you though!

Hey! Thank you for your kindness!!

First off, Im going to stress that you are a junior and you have PLENTY of time to think about this. So dont stress too much right now.

Secondly, I want to preface this with the simple fact of college isnt for everyone. There are SO many ways to survive and thrive in life without it. And thats okay, good even! That being said, this post is just gonna be me talking about college. Under the cut of course

OKAY! So, is college a good option if you want to learn? My answer is yes! I learned a lot at college, both inside and outside my classes. I learned a lot of life lessons, I met people from all over the country (and a few international students). And I learned how to challenge my own beliefs and try to see things from perspectives that I didnt even know could exist prior to college.

But Im sure you were referring to the educational aspect. And truth be told, this heavily depends on both your school and you. Some examples: My school had a phenomenal chemistry program. You couldnt walk out of that program without having learned things if you made it through. But my school also had a very poor fine arts program. And to be quite blunt, I often wondered why any art student chose to stay. But going even further, it depends a lot on the individual as well. I was admittedly not the best student. I wasnt that interested in lab or research compared to some of my classmates, nor did I apply myself as much. And the difference is clear to see when others could rattle off different solvents and what reactions would occur from memory and I would be sitting there dumbfounded.

Next question, what schools are good places? Again, that fully depends on what you want to go to school for. But I’ll tell you what I did and how I chose my school. When I was a junior in high school, I found a list of every 4 year university in my state (I knew I wanted to stay in state, but you can do this for wherever you want to go). I then went through and gave each school a ranking out of 5 (based on vibes, chemistry program, education program, cost, and surrounding area). Once I had it narrowed down to only a few schools, those were the ones I toured. And I chose where to send applications from there.

Though, I cant stress enough how beneficial community college can be. A lot of people get all their gen eds out of the way either before they enroll in a university or over summers. Doing this will save you money and time. Literally not a single person on a university campus would look down on you for this. If anything, they will praise you for being smart. I took a few classes over the summers between semesters just to get them out of the way (and also avoid certain professors).

Where to learn more? Google. Google schools near you. Google schools where you want to go. Google schools ranked nationally in xyz. Google affordable universities. Google universities that have good financial aid programs. Just google so many things. From there, spend time exploring university websites. Read about their community and their academic programs. See if they have virtual tours uploaded. Check out their student activity board social medias to see what it would be like to be there as a student. Sign up for tours. Do an overnight visit if you can!! Or even, just walk around the campus without a tour guide

Best of luck to you on your academic journey! Hope I was a little helpful here

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cr1nge-culture · 7 months

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i find fandom so fascinating. the reasonings behind fans' reactions, especially when it comes to certain characters, is so interesting to dissect. i'm not smart enough to know things about stats or demographics, but it's cool hearing about them.

which leads me to this: the way people completely disregard it when people try to point out the overwhelming amount of racism and sexism prevalent in a majority of fandoms.

no, you shipping two white men is not inherently racist or sexist. no, criticizing fandom responses to m/m ships isn't inherently homophobic. nuances!!! exist!!!!! aaah!!!!!!!!

i think if we as a community actually take a step forward to acknowledge the nuances and problems that we still uphld, there would be so many more talented people willing to take a chance on fandom as a whole. because lemme tell you, even i, an autistic someone who's entire life revolves around fictional characters and stories, absolutely hate fandom and ao3 culture. like genuinely, it makes me sick to my stomach sometimes. (someone criticizing ao3 isn't akin to burning down the library of alexandria btw!!)

alas, fandom is dumb! and if you want to stop being dumb, i highly recommend this series on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/series/1209645

genuinely one of my favorite series of posts. i think who uses ao3 should read these !!!!

k that's all for now. just some thoughts i've had today. idk, i'm tired. happy halloween ^^

#fandom #racism in fandom #sexism in fandom #ao3 #fanfiction #fandom critical #ao3 critical #txt

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marjoriestotch · 1 year

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MY TOLKIEN BLACK HEADCANONS because I understand him

A lot of people just chalk him up to be "a smart kid" a la kyle or wendy but dont really define it which bothers me. I think Tolkien is only really smart in say mathematics and biology and is more so an athlete than bookish. Mfer can do advanced algebra just fine but dont ask him too many questions about the civil war he just doesnt care okay.

Speaking of Tolkien has not read or seen anything okay his pop culture consumption is bizarre. He doesn't know what a harry potter is he doesn't know what star wars is and everything he knows about lotr has been against his will. He has lived off of direct to dvd disney sequels and whatever esoteric foreign artsy movie his parents are obsessed with in that week to seem so smart and pretentious. He is frankly a little too scared to ask too so he just plays along for the most part and skates by on whatever he knows second hand.

HE LOVES SPIDERS why dont we talk about how he loves spiders. Which just makes me think he LOVES bugs in general he's that kid that has an illustrated encyclopedia on bugs he reads for fun and if given the chance would go on a tangent on any random species if hes sure you wont make fun of him for it. I just know he has a lil terrarium and he would NEVER squish a bug ever in his life and he would be very upset if you did maybe distrust you even. His friends know to send him a pic of a cool bug if they come across one in the wild he loves that.

I don't think Madea is some exception to Tolkien I think he is just a very easily amused boy okay literally anything and everything makes him laugh. Tyler Perry in a dress? Hilarious. Kick a guy in the balls? Hilarious. Whoopie cushions? Puns? Banana peel? HILARIOUS. Its why he and Jimmy get along so well Tolkien is never a dull audience.

AND ON THAT NOTE i think Tolkien watches bad movies on PURPOSE cuz theyre funny in an ironic way alright he loves watching people genuinely try to make a movie and fail at it so spectacularly. Madea is a guilty pleasure tho no doubt about it.

He had a very obnoxiois karate kid phase. Not the movie I mean like he took karate classes and everyone had to know about it. You know the kind I'm talking about.

To keep it sort of brief i believe Tolkien's more of the one who gets his heart broken than be the heartbreaker. Hes very popular and his relationships are wonderful and passionate but they fizzle out fast - and not even necessarily from his end. Everyone says hes a great boyfriend and he always tries so hard but he's never "the one" and I imagine it eventually makes him a little jaded ngl, learn to take everything more casual and expect it to never really last for long. Which of course then ironically makes it a self made issue. Point is is he's the cool guy you like who never seems to care and is so effortless but deep down he cares a lot actually.

I think after the Faith+1 and Wing incidents Tolkien actually keeps his interest in music on the down low. He only plays the bass in private and skips karaoke night. Its just that the embarrassing memories make him cringe way too hard but he does genuinely love it still. You're gonna have to coax it out of him very gently.

I think he's the type to use social media in like little bursts where he joins in on specific trends and posts daily and then just stops within a week or so and a few months later when he comes back online he's surprised at his decent clout and then repeat. Very basic basic tho like selfies and five month old memes and his random opinion on whatevers relevant that may or may not age very poorly.

I don't like to think of Tolkien as the "mom friend" or whatever but I can definitely see his friend group seeking advice from him cuz hes 1) got the most relationship experience and 2) his parents are the most functional of all the parents in their group so they raised him properly to like, yknow, communicate and problem solve and stuff. A wild concept. Him actively mothering everyone tho? Not so sure about that like hes a rich only child where does he learn to take up that kind of role.

He is not above violence, drugs or alcohol LET HIM HAVE FUN for God's sake. He doesn't really smoke tobacco and he drinks socially but he is a stoner and will experiment with anything if the company's right. And obviously he'll only throw a punch if driven to his limit or in defense but my boy likes to witness some mindless violence at the very least.

Idk how to finish this post so I'll just say that Tolkien did in fact not see Black Panther IN FACT i would go so far as to say he is a comics-only truther even. That is all for now.

#tolkien black #staying up thinking about him idk idk #also if you disagree youre wrong basically because i have a doctorate in tolkien black ok

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motsimages · 8 months

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Yesterday I watched the Poker Face episode in the retirement home and I think there are details I may be missing (culturally) but others are there to be seen.

Like we have Charlie who is homeless and on the run, who can't work in a place where they'd legally hire her or pay her via bank so she is not tracked, she needs cash only, and she is working as a cleaner or something like that in this fancy retirement home. It says how the retirement home actually works, though.

It looks cool and fancy: there are common areas but the residents have their own room or, even, their own small apartment. There are nurses who constantly pay attention to the residents' vitals, check their medicatoin, etc. It all looks clean and tidy. They organise activities and trips. It feels like a nice place to live. But they don't hire all of their employees and they don't pay them through the legal-official channels. They probably charge a lot to the families or use up all the retirement funds of the people living there to have such a nice place and show off, but not to hire legally the "lowest class" of employees. And they also supervise if their poorer employees are taking stuff from the deceased residents or the lost and found.

Then we have these two old ladies who are assholes to everybody, who think they are cooler than everybody and then we are proven that they actually are assholes. And I mean, they are. But I feel there is also a kind of "change your mind about hippies, they were actually terrorist" vibe to the message of the episode. This is probably where I don't have enough information to know how deep the propaganda goes, BUT: they were criticising the elites, they were after the children of the rich people and they are now living in this retirement home? How? Were they poor themselves? I don't think so.

I doubt this home for the elderly is public or subsidized in any way, and given how unforgiving the US seem in terms of having debt, being a felon, etc. how are they paying for it? They spent years in prison and they still came out to live in an apartment of their own in this retirement home, with fancy clothes and money to cover all of their expenses.

I think they were also well off and they have had money their whole lives, but they thought they were better than the other rich kids because they had a friend who read Marx and told them about it. They even have the attitude of "better than" that many rich people have: they behave as mean girls do in high schools and they don't want to make any effort to make sharing common spaces with other residents confortable for anybody but them (so much for the spirit of communal living of hippies). On top of that, they really believe they can do whatever they want with whichever attitude and get away with it. They are used to being bullies and getting away with it because they're cute (and they have money) and it has been working up until now. They don't even have regret or doubts about the behaviour that they feed each other. They are sure they are right and smart and better.

So yeah, they haven't known real struggle in their whole lives, probably not even in prison because if they have the money I think they have, they have the contacts too. They were violent posers. They seemed cool as opposed to the other residents but Betty, who might have been too much controlling was actually organising activities for everyone, making sure everyone was more or less confortable in the common areas and not afraid of having fun the way she likes it (she bought the silly hat at the zoo for herself and wore it the whole day).

It is an interesting episode on hypocrisy and how things are not what they look like (more than others, this is generally the idea behind many of these señoras que investigan and particularly this series).

I am still surprised at how badly does Charlie read people. She can tell when people lie but she cannot spot a person to avoid if her life depend on it (quite literally, at times).

#poker face #charlie cale

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eddies-mattress · 2 years

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Boy Like Me

Eddie Munson x Fem! Harrington! Reader

Word Count: 1500

Summery: Eddie Munson having a crush on Harrington! Reader and not thinking he's good enough for her!

(Reader is two years younger than Eddie and a year younger than Steve)

Warnings: Angst, mention of Jason, fluff(Kinda), use of Y/N, She/Her pronouns used, sfw, not editied/proof read

3rd Person POV:

She's the only girl I see..

She don't wanna be with a boy like me..

Eddie remembered the first time he'd ever seen Y/N Harrington. The younger sister to Steve Harrington..

At that stupid talent show.. His head was still shaved and he played the guitar in his band. He could still remember her little cheer she did with all her little friends. Eddie liked her from that moment on.. She was just so cute.

He didn't try talking to her even then.. He knew who her brother was. Steve was King even then. Eddie also knew that she was far from in his league.. So he spared himself the pure embarrassment of talking to her.

She makes my heart beat a little faster..

Her life is perfect, mine's a disaster..

She wouldn't call me even if I asked her..

Eddie's crush on Y/N stayed with him as he worked his way through high school.. She was just so perfect and sweet. As he watched her from a far he could see the perfectness of her. She never came to school without a smile.

She was smart and beautiful.. Her future was looking bright.. Unlike Eddie Munson's. Eddie was a very smart person.. He just wasn't so good in school. He hated it.. It wasn't his fault. He just could never stay focused long enough to care about what the teacher was talking about. Unlike him, everyone likes Y/N. Even if her brother wasn't Steve Harrington everyone would still like, even love, Y/N.

Eddie remembers that in his Junior year.. Y/N's Freshman year.. They had Spanish together and were partnered up for a project. Eddie didn't bother giving his number to Y/N. She wouldn't call.. He could see how nervous she was. It was a small project thank goodness. One they could get done with little communication and all within class time.. Still in the back of his mind Eddie had hoped she would give him her number or her ask for his..

She's the kinda girl that you can never please

She don't even really wanna talk to me

Many a boys tried their go around with Y/N. But none of them were enough to hold her interest. Eddie watched as boy after boy flirted with Y/N. And Eddie watched boy after boy fail to keep her interested. Eddie always wondered what was happening behind those eyes.. He wondered what she thought about as she laid on her bed looking at her ceiling. Or what she thought of the boys who tried and failed. Eddie just wanted it to be his turn. His heart had been taken hostage by her.. Surely he could do the same to hers.

She watches movies on her big screen..

She got a beamer when she was 16..

Eddie remembered the day Y/N pulled into the parking lot in her new car. The way all her friends crowded her in the new wheels. How she smiled as she got out with the keys twirling on her finger.. She didn't pay a cent for it.. Yet she was still so proud to be the one sitting in the drivers seat.

Eddie also remembered the sour feeling he got after school.. After Hellfire when he sat in his own beat up Van.

Man I'm a loser and she's the prom queen..

Yeah she only hangs out with the kids in the cool scene..

Eddie didn't go to Prom his second time in Senior year. However he was at lunch when the Home Coming court was announced. Y/N was a Junior that year. She was the nominated prom queen for the Juniors. Along side Jason Carver.

She sat with the cheerleaders everyday. She herself was a cheerleader. But she wasn't like them. Even Eddie could see that she was different from the large majority of the population at Hawkins. She might not hangout with people like Eddie but deep down Eddie knew that Y/N wasn't like Jason or Patrick or Tina.

I don't wanna live another day like this..

In a world where she don't even know that I exist..

Y/N was in her Senior year before Eddie found the courage to talk to her properly. And even in that moment it wasn't even Eddie talking to her.

Dustin and Mike had both forgotten their wallets at home.. So they went to the only available option..

They stopped Y/N as she walked by the table and begged her for food money promising they'd pay her back. She gave them a big smile as she giggled and pulled out her wallet. Eddie remembers how fast his heart was beating as he watched the freshman talk to her with no problem.. Like they'd done it a million times before.. Which they had..

That night after Hellfire it was raining so he loaded Lucas, Dustin and Mike's bikes into the back of his van and shoved them in too. Dustin sat in the front and Mike and Lucas sat in the back. "Soo.." He'd spoke cooly. Like he'd done a million times before. "You guys know Y/N Harrington?" He asked and Lucas who hadn't been there at lunch perked up and made eye contact with Mike who looked just as confused. "Yeah.. She's like a big sister." Dustin said slowly trying to read the room as he looked back at Lucas and Mike. "Would you ever maybe.. introduce me to her?" He asked and the three freshman began to chuckle. "Why don't you just talk to her yourself? Invite her to a campaign. She'd love it." Lucas said with a genuine smile. "She used to play with us all the time!" Dustin piped up with a happy smile. "I don't know if that's such a good idea.." Eddie muttered his hands tightening around his steering wheel. "Do you have a crush on her?" Mike asked and Eddie's Adams apple bobbed as he gulped. "No! No.. It's just um.. She's really cool.." Eddie said and Dustin's face scrunched. "Doesn't she go against everything you stand for?" Dustin asked and Eddie shrugged. "She's so out of your league dude." Mike said and Lucas chuckled as he hit Mike's arm. "I'll introduce you two. She's taking us home tomorrow anyhow."

She makes my heart beat a little faster..

Her life is perfect, mine's a disaster..

Dustin stayed true to his words because around 5:30 in the Hellfire room a knock echoed through the room. "Shit! That's probably our ride!" Lucas cursed as Mike opened the door to Y/N who was patiently waiting in the door way. "Sorry! I know it's not good to break the tension!" She spoke with a light pink on her cheek. "You-your good! We were just about done an-anyhow." Eddie's blush wasn't so subtle.. His face and even the tips of his ears were a bright red.. His hands were become sweaty messes and he was stuttering. Dustin couldn't help the smirk that came to his face. "Al-rightly. Well Y/N, this is Jeff, Gareth and Eddie." Dustin said pointing. Eddie looked up at his name and Y/N gave them all kind smiles and a little wave. Her pretty eyes locking with Eddie's and he felt his heart about to beat out of his chest.

Dustin liked how much Y/N flustered Eddie.. But what the best part was.. Y/N was flustered around Eddie too. And everyone saw it but the two of them.

Dustin took advantage of Eddie's crush by hosting Hellfire at his house one night and inviting Y/N. He made sure it was a day she was free so she could for sure come to said Hellfire meet.

She's the only girl I see..

She don't wanna be with a boy like me..

She so has society..

She don't wanna be with a boy like me..

Eddie was a good Dungeon Master, great some might say. He had amazing energy and he genuinely had fun while doing it.. That didn't stop when Y/N was there.. But she did make it difficult. She was good.. It made him nervous. He never saw a girl, let alone a cheerleader, let alone THE QUEEN of Hawkins high to ever be playing D&D with him.

It made his feelings for her grow tremendously. Y/N didn't even know it.. But she had Eddie wrapped around her fingers in a way no one else ever had. She was in a very different group than the Hellfire club- yet she wore Dustin's extra shirt with pride as she played with the boys. She had a smile on her face when she rolled the 17 that killed Eddie's boss... Eddie couldn't stop the beating in his chest as everyone cheered for her..

Despite Y/N's obvious feelings for Eddie he remained oblivious.. And you know what.. So did she.

But Dustin and everyone else could see right through it and Dustin made a promise to himself to set the two of them up. Eddie was his idol and Dustin adored Y/N. The two were a match made it Heaven! If only they could pull their heads out for a second and see the feelings they shared for one another.

I really like that song and listening to it lately had made me think of Eddie in a situation like this and so I decided to write about it!

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grigori77 · 11 months

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Critical Role, Campaign 3 Episode 66

Stray Gods? Ooooh ... yeah, that does look pretty cool. And yeah, shout-out indeed to our own girls on board! And ... oh boy, here we go ... Sam's singing ... great ... and it's bloody awful as always ... that's it, Sam, make my ears bleed ...

Yes, last Candela Obscura ep coming SOON ... but I heard it's only the FIRST story, apparently there are more on the way?

Oh sweet, Daggerheart? Cool. Can't wait ...

And so we begin. Again. And I'm like STUPID excited about this one ...

Yay! Zephrah! Sweet! I've missed this place ...

And yes, Orym is home ... I'm so happy for our boy ... super nostalgia for him ...

Wow, that's a SHIT roll for Chetney's sense of smell, Travis ...

Strength Save? Already? Gah ... roll good, guys ...

It fucken wimdy ... and now we're losing THREE OF OUR PEOPLE!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!

Oh, so it's just a welcoming committee? Sort of?

Yes! Hello Orym, yes, he's a welcome defuser of tension, definitely.

Maeve? Half-elf? Wait ... HIS SISTER?!!! Really? Awesome! Awwwww ... hello, cutie! :3

Take forms? Oh, so she's a druid? Cool! I mean yeah, of course she is, but still ... COOL!!!

There's a Nexus close? Crap ...

Whoa ... Maeve was AT THE BATTLE!!! Okay then ... and now it's all fucken CRAZY ... yeah, it would be ...

No communication with Whitestone? Crap ... but not unexpected ... and folk got scattered? Again, not a surprise ...

YOUR mom ... oh, so she was WILL's sister ... yeah, I get it. But slso awwww ...

No, I'm ahead of you, FCG. They're IN-LAWS.

Yeah, he was in love, very much ... and my heart's breaking all over again just remembering ...

Matt once again reminding us that Zephrah is one of the most beautiful places in all of Exandria ...

Maeve (regarding Laudna): "Is that her? She looks cooler than I thought." Awwwww ... :3

More reunions ... yeah ... awkward ... but yeah, hello Leeta ...

Red dragon? Thordak, yeah ... cool ... Nice trip down Campaign 1 memory lane ...

KEYLETH!!! Yay!

FCG tries to bow and just faceplants cuz he ain't got knees ...

Ouch ... that's gotta hurt ... that looks NASTY ...

Oh yeah! THE Staff! Nice!

Yup, just as we thought, it's that nasty shit poison again ... a remedy? Blue Perennium flower? Oh boy ... no, not LIKE THAT!!! Matt is irritated by the smutty jokes that now ensue and I don't blame him ... oh, how many PCs is he gonna kill for this? XD

So this COULD heal her? Oh yes ... so ... quest time again, maybe?

It grows in places marked by strife? Hmmmm ...

So there are THREE others hurt like her? Two dozen more dead? Ouch ...

The last thing SHE saw ... yeah, OF COURSE it was Vax ... this is gonna be hurting her WAY worse than her wounds ...

The white light? Hmmm ... so what, Illianna might have sent them all away to SAVE THEM? Interesting ...

Ah yes ... so here we go ... revealing Imogen's connection indeed ... Keyleth: "But you're here to help?" Oh yes ...

So the Ruby Vanguard are OPENLY recruiting now? That can't be good ...

Orym: "I've been struggling with the blood in my eye for weeks now. I've never been so fucking angry!" Oof ...

Keyleth: "Sometimes it's just what you need, so don't let go of that anger. Learn how to use it."

Orym: "I promise you I'll give you every last breath to make this right."

Keyleth: "Together we'll rain the fury of every power in Exandria down on these ... shitheads."

Get hold of the toxin, reverse engineer an antidote? Smart, Chetney, smart.

Yeah, Keyleth never really had that much to do with the gods, generally.

"The Ascension and the Sealing". Oh yeah ... so cool ...

Letting the Voice of the Tempest rest, then ...

Laudna: "We dropped the airship." Leeta: "That was you? That was GREAT!!!" Yeah ... :3

Ah yes, finding out what happened after they all got shunted away at last ...

27 ... Whispers! Yay! What's Leeta hiding, Fearne?

Wait, MOLES? Really? Like another Bor'Dor situation? Hmmmm ...

Thollo? Okay ...

The Scattered War of Gwessar? Intriguing ... so the Grey Valley is ... a creepy, fucked up place ... sounds about right. And apparently this is the SAFEST place for them go look for the flower? Ye gods ...

Liam: "We all know what you WANT to hear, Travis Willingham." XD

The Hishari helmet? Intriguing ... oh, here we go, then ... so Ashton COULD finally get some answers after this? Cool ...

So, going to meet Orym's mum ... sweet ...

Home sweet home! Cottagecore? Cute! :3

Awwwwwwwww ... she's the sweetest mum ever, hi Alma! Oh yeah, she DOES know Fearne already. And she's definitely fascinated by FCG ...

Oh yeah, Laudna does love her some biscuits ...

Oh, intriguing, the possibility that Chetney might hit on Alma ... XD

Such a lovely cosy place, I love it ...

Muffins? Really? Cool ...

No stealing stuff, Fearne. "I would never steal from a mother." Okay then ...

Yum! Freshly baked goodies! Yay!

Alma: "I worry about you, Orym. You carry a lot of weight on your face."

Whoa ... the Ashari have means to delay births to prevent babies from becoming Ruidusborn? Intriguing ...

Alma:"Just don't be a hero if you don't have to." Orym: "I just do what I have to, mom."

So Orym was a truly TINY baby? I mean OF COURSE he would have been ... awwww, the cavalcade of baby memento-based embarrassment for Orym, I love it ... XD

Recipes to go for FCG? Adorable ...

Chetney's carved a little wooden Orym for her? That's so cute ... is this Chet flirting? Wait ... Orym ACTUALLY HAD C-POP toys when he was little? Oh my gods ...

Orym: "Did you invent Optimus Prime?" Chetney: "I killed him, too." LOL

FCG trying to work out if Orym looks a little like Chetney ... 4 perception roll? Yeah ...

To Torth's shop for fresh armour, now ...

Sage and herbs in the metal AS IT'S BEING TEMPERED?!!! Intriguing ...

Old Fanny Z? Hmmmm ...

Oh, this place looks FASCINATING ... oh, and Fanny is too ... wow ... oh yeah, she is just FABULOUS, definitely ... XD

Fanny: "Anti-hero chic?" Oh yes ... that's perfect Ashton, definitely ...

Marisha: "Whitestone's for lovers, Zephrah's for fuckers." LOL

Meanwhile Laudna's flying Pate on a string like a kite. Pate: "Hey, there's a big hawk up here, circling! I think he wants to be friends!" O.O

Big-ass backpack? Okay ... so they need to fill THIS with the flowers ...

Oh boy ... a shit ton of healing potions ... NEVER a good sign of things to come ...

Whoa ... so Orym's fighting style is like THE regimental style of Zephrah? That's so cool ...

Maeve can do the tree portal thing too? That's so cool!

Matt: "And we're gonna go to break!"

Oh, so they're actually Blue Perennum flowers? Ah ... so basically Matt dug his own grave there ...

Liam: "I'm just glad we don't have to find some Taintweed." Snort ...

Always nice to get to see a pair of Jesters drawing little cartoon dicks in the air ... XD

Back to the game ... and the Grey Valley ... hmmmmm ...

The smell of ash and BURNED FAT?!!! That's not, like, foreboding at all ...

The whole place is COMPLETELY monochrome ... fascinating ... in a really creepy way ...

Perception check for blue flowers ... 30? Fucking hell Orym ... no joy, though. Not here ...

FCG doing a Divination spell on the inside of Orym's shield to find the way from the Changebringer ... oh ... is it working? Intriguing ... cool, another genuine divine visitation ... ooooooh ... and a marker? Cool ... go west, young man!

Chetney trying to get a read on the burned fat smell ... what ... a Religion check? Hmmmm ... oh, it's a smell of demons? Oh shit ... not great ...

Hello again, Pate ... he turns invisible and goes looking for possible demons and blue flowers ...

Single file, to hide their numbers ... and Pass Without A Trace? Okay ... sneaky sneaky ...

Lightning split trees? Yeesh ...

Bits of tarnished metal? Hmmmm ... that's suspicious ... not fresh, at least, but ...

So it's a helmet ... with a skull still in it? Not good ...

Nothing inherently fancy about any of it ...

Pate sees fuck all ... with a Nat 1 ... oof ...

FCG casts Death Ward on Orym in order to make sure they can get him back to his mum ...

Something's flying in ... TWO somethings, in fact ... bug and black ... black SMOKE?!!! Oh hell ... they don't spot thd party, but ... creepy ...

Chetney climbing a big rock to get a look round ...

Smells like a volcano? Lovely ... that's not a good sign ... and part of the forest is smoking ... great ...

Everybody's doing Pate impressions while Matt looks stuff up ... it's adorable. XD

Oh, the TREES are smoking? Hmmmm ...

FCG casts Owl's Wisdom on Fearne? Intriguing ...

Orange glow under the tree bark? Hmmmm ... FCG casts Detect Thoughts ... nothing in particular ...

Some kind of potential damage site? Hmmmm ...

An ash MARSH?!!! Seriously? Urgh ... hard going now ... no surprise there ...

Back onto solid ground without incident ... phew ... or not ... some kind of ancient battlefield now ... lovely ...

Something got badly charred here ... and there's some kind of dark crater? Hmmm ... AND there are flowers ... okay ... is it a trap?

Bollocks ... turns out Pate is colourblind ... THAT'S not exactly useful for finding the flowers ...

Pate land on the bush ... and falls into it. "They're thorny!"

Chetney goes in to try and see what's what ... and starts doing an English accent when he finds himself interacting with Pate.

So THESE are the flowers ... BINGO!!! Chetney starts cutting blooms, also casts Hunter's Bane just in case ... and he gets a little prickle of SOMETHING ... hmmmm ...

Oh fuck ... some of the bodies start moving ... great, it's undead time ... and there's something else there too ...

Okay, this thing definitely SOUNDS like a demon ...

Chetney pretends he doesn't actually see this thing znd starts to nonchalantly walk away ... yeah, this thing ain't convinced at all ...

Oh yeah ... "Roll initiative." HERE WE GO!!!

Battlemap time! Wow, that shit is BLEAK!!!

Top of the round, then ...

Here come the undead! Aaaaaaaah! Chetney's under attack ... crap, and he is now GRAPPLED ... oh shit, they're Ashari! It's some of the missing warriors!

Chetney: "Nuke us!" FCG: "I'm a healer! I don't Nuke!" Chetney: "Bring the falling fire!"

FCG casts Compulsion and they both FAIL!!! Now they're dragging Chetney through the nasty ashen mud ...

Imogen's up ... Laura has a very dubious plan ... Watery Sphere? Interesting ... she tries it on the demon ... a strength save? 17 plus more ... nuts ... then she uses her Telekinetic Shove to try snd free Chetney ... nope, it's like FREAKISHLY strong ...

The demon just SINKS INTO THE GROUND ... andnow it's FUCKING CLOSE to them all ... CRAAAAAAAP!!! A Soul Rend Vortex? WHAT THE FUCK?!!!

38 points of Necrotic damage to Orym and FCG, 19 to Fearne ... ouch!

Ashton RAGES!!! YEAH!!! Yeah, he's making some crazy gravitational wave as he charges the thing ... Density Well? So cool ... BOOM!!! 18 points of bludgeoning damage AND it's knocked prone ... AND some fire damage? 8 points! Nice .. but it's fiendish, so not yhat much of zn effect ... another attack ... another 19 points of damage because it's BIGGER than he is? Awesome ...

Orym performs a Disarming Attack to free Chetney ... yes! Success! AND 11 damage on the undead! Second hit ... only 8 points more? Not so good ...

Oh man ... Orym KNEW this guy? Crap ...

Chetney wolfs out ... he charges and while taking damage from the undead (8 Necrotic) as he moves away, inflicts LESS damage on the demon within ice attack than he'd like ... hmmm ... how CAN they kill this thing?

Fearne speaks Infernal? Of course she does ... "Stop it!" And here comes Mister ...

Laudna casts Mirror Image on herself, then ... oh man, that is HORRIFYING ... oh! Hey! It's the wolf! Laura is DEEPLY impressed! Matt: "That's your girlfriend!"

Here we go ... the wolf attacks the demon ... 14 piercing damage! Nice!

Oh crap ... now there are creepy shadow wraiths coming out of the marsh... great ...

A TOTAL MISS on Imogen! Phew ... now Ashton ... Erratic Defence? What is THAT?!!! Cuts it down to 11 points of Necrotic damage, but Fearne's fancy aura softens it ... now he's just chucking one of the wraiths around ...

An attack on FCG ... but Silvery Barbs from Laudna AND Fearne's spell saves the day AGAIN!!!

Undead longbow attack? Really? Both miss, though ... but the other one hits Orym with its sword ... crap!

Orym strikes back HARD!!! 15 points of damage! Nice ...

Spiritual Weapon from FCG ... a chainsaw? Really? Crazy ... attack on the undead! 7 points of radiant damage? Hmmm ... not THAT impressive ...

Imogen tries to get the Watery Sphere to actually DO SOMETHING this time ... okay, that's more like it ... ooh ... 4th Level Lightning Bolt AND it's Quickened by Ashton? Wow ... double hit INCLUDING the demon ... okay ... NINE D6 OF DAMAGE?!!! Fucking hell ... 24 points ... wow ...

Demon boy VANISHES again and reappears in front of Fearne? NO!!! Shit ... 10 slashing damage PLUS 13 Necrotic? Oof ... second attack CRITS ... 13 slashing and 21 Necrotic? AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! Damn, that hurts ...

Soul Rend? Crap ... EVERYBODY but FCG has to save ... oh man, this is all round SO BAD ... pain all round, but SOMEHOW Fearne still maintains her concentration ...

Ashton hits HARD on one of the wraiths ... POW!!!

Orym jumps over Mister and charges in to pull Bait and Switch on Fearne, then attacks the demon! POW!!! 18 points of damage all round! Oh shit ... another Ashari inside the demon? Not good ...

Chetney tries to just JUMP attack the demon ... in the end just GRAPPLES it ... okay ... second attack then ... still not that heavy with the ice damage ... hmmm ...

Fearne casts Daylight right on its chest ... oh shit! Oh, and that HURTS IT BAD!!! Nice! AND it repels EVERYTHING!!! Okay, then!

Mister chucks some flaming shit! XD 7 points of damage ... meh ...

FORM OF DREAD!!! YES!!! Always awesome ... Laudna sends Pate into the Watery Sphere and then twins a Shocking Grasp through him ... NAT 20!!! Oh shit! Pate: "Special delivery!" She electrocutes the guy ... and gets the HDYWTDT!!! Nice ... oh shit ... TWO kills? Way to go, dead girl!

Now the wolf attacks the demon again ... 11 damage! Sweet!

Undead attack on Fearne! Crap ... Laudna casts Silvery Barbs, but it still hits ... 12 slashing damage! Double crap ... and she's unconscious! NO!!!

FCG casts Mass Cure Wounds! Phew! 16 points all round! Nice! Fearne's back up!

Buzzsaw attack from FCG! Oh, Divine Strike? No ... ALMOST killed that zombie ...

Imogen chucks a 4th Level Witchbolt at the demon ... 42 points of damage ... and she gets the HDYWTDT!!! YESSSSSSS!!! Oh yeah, she full on LIGHTS THIS FUCKER UP!!! Oh yeah, the demon is TOAST.

For the sake of brevity, Matt lets the rest of the thralls die ... yeah, seems fitting ...

Orym finds a fading spirit within the demon's body ... oh man ... it's tragic, but bittersweet ... at least he gets to put her to rest in the end.

Ah, they at least found enough flowers before they died to fill a 3rd of the satchel ... cool. Meanwhile Orym's looking for personal effects, then performs last rites in the Ashari manner.

Moody, mournful wind ... hmmm ...

Matt: "And that's where we're gonna end the night."

All round, EVERYBODY is in awe of Ashley saving the day so it wasn't a TPK ...

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