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i love how Critical Role plays with tropes.

Mr book smart, cat loving, timid, made-of-wet-paper nerd is clearly harmless and doesn’t know how to get his hands dirty, right? Wrong. He will fucking blast you into oblivion and oh, he also used to be an executioner in training. Did we mention he’s the most likely to suggest torture as an option?

Punchy angry jock with douchey rich parents is like, a stereotypical bully waiting to happen, yeah? Clearly she’s the mean dumb one. Nope, she’s the most emotionally in touch member of the team and ALSO right up there with the nerd looking for libraries. She WILL know your shit, or figure it out, plus – first in the campaign to earnestly say “I love you,” bitches.

The second smartest character, you ask? Probably that put together, charming green man over there who’s always so polite – oh wait it’s the other green one, the manic three foot tall alcoholic goblin who has been known to claim that there’s only one planet in the universe. And she DOES know what the fuck is up. Nott “it’s just thermodynamics” the Brave.

That gentle vegetarian cow man who loves nature and heals people is probably a pacifist, right? Try again. He has no qualms at all with slam dunking you directly into your grave and making sure you stay there. He knows for a fact that corpses grow lovely tea. Yes, our calm and kind healer IS the judgiest person here.

That absolutely ADORABLE leetle bloo tiefling who has a safe, loving, ALIVE parent, paints lovely pictures, and just wants to make everyone smile is a happy go lucky waif who – second strongest member, you say? Oh, she’s beating everyone at arm wrestling. Shit, now she’s crying. She’s repressed her trauma and sadness. Can someone hug her? Thank you Beau.

Wild and muscular barbarian lady from an enemy land with a mysterious past who’s signature move is literally exploding into rage in battle? Gentle. Soft. Awkward. Loves flowers. Just wants to Rest. Has never raised her voice at another member. Please let her pet the purring kitty.

That charming, polite green man we mentioned earlier? He’s responsible, right? He makes good decisions, right? He seems an open and honest sort. What do you mean he keeps touching shit and getting sucked through magic portals. What do you MEAN he spent months talking to his friends in a fake accent. WHAT DO YOU MEAN HIS DEFAULT SETTING IS “LIE HIS ASS OFF.” Okay so he clearly has ulterior motives – he’s just insecure? At this point that tracks, I guess.

And that’s not even getting into the whirlwind of subversions in how they interact. You’d think the serious, grim scholar who wants to break reality would be irritated by the energetic, relentless ray of sunshine, but he loves her to pieces and is the second most likely to actively aid and abet her bullshit for absolutely no reason.

You’d think the amazing talker who can read social cues and manipulate them like no one’s business wouldn’t have any time for the absolute social disaster who has trouble smiling at people, but he considers her one of his best friends and was the first person to actually try to HELP HER with socialising. He’s literally never been anything but encouraging to her about it.

You can tell how ingrained these tropes usually are when one character offers another flowers as a gesture of peace, and it’s a plot twist when they’re appreciated. Because the muscle-y broody goth would OBVIOUSLY sneer at flowers, duh.

Wrong. Welcome to “we took your one dimensional character stereotypes and played jumprope, enjoy” with a strong side of “fuck your contrived interpersonal tension, actually they love each other.”

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Modern knights

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Aziraphale can manifest a halo, which he mostly uses as a reading light

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He would

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The halo isn’t really a ring halo either, just like Crowley doesn’t have horns. Instead, his entire head lights up like a glowstick.

Either that or no matter what angle you look at it it’s always behind his head like this:

Like Mickey Mouse’s ears.

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I blew the dust off my tumblr and dug out this post (which I originally saw on Instagram) just so I could say thank you for inspiring this ridiculousness. Crowley likes to sleep, Aziraphale likes to read. A bed is comfy for both of these things, so sharing works. Usually. After all, Aziraphale was just enough of a bastard to be worth liking. <3

because honestly you guys were exactly right (more nonsense over at Ineffable Wives on Insta)

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holy shit this is the best possible addition to my post, this cosplay is amazing

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Midnight dance party at the Xorhaus

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when you n the boys are having some banter and the anime avi mutual rolls up

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Winona Ryder as Lydia Deetz in Beetlejuice (1988)//Sophia Anne Caruso as Lydia Deetz in Beetlejuice on Broadway (2019)

Winona Ryder as Veronica Sawyer in Heathers (1988)// Barrett Wilbert Weed as Veronica Sawyer in Heathers Off Broadway (2013)

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Molly <3

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Okay first up on the Star Wars AU docket: Jedi Beau and Ex-Sith Caleb

Beau is a recently Knighted Jedi, who is off on her first solo mission after being trained by Jedi Master Dairon, who is one of the Shadows who works for the Council of First Knowledge at the Jedi Temple. Beau was trained in intel gathering and has the special job of tracking down Sith artifacts/influences and eliminating them. Now, she is stationed in the Outer Rim, collecting information and following rumors of Sith sightings to report back to the Jedi.

Caleb was originally born as Bren on a Mid Rim planet named Zemni, before he was taken from his family at a young age by Darth Cerberus (Trent Ikithon) and trained as a sith for several years. His real talent was in manipulating the Force to create Force lightning/Force Fire. He was brought back to Zemni and instructed to kill his birth family, which broke his mind until he was mysteriously healed several years later. He escaped, and fled to the Outer Rim under the name Caleb Widogast to hide.

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laura has spoken: perc’ahlia is superior

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Through The Looking Glass

First it’s Yasha, and Jester feels a clear rush of fear as her own words ring in her ears. She promised to look after Yasha. She said they would protect her. They are family.

And, then, Fjord is pulled in too and her fear turns into panic. She runs after him, of course. She would follow him anywhere. Except, she can’t. The mirror shatters right in front of her eyes and she’s faced with her own broken reflection. She can see horror reflected on her own fragmented eyes.

“Fjord!” She calls, hoping he can hear her across the broken barrier. If he can, he doesn’t answer.

Jester runs to the closest mirror. She mimics her friends, presses her palm to it. Blue skin meets blue but all she feels is the flat cold surface against her touch.

“Do something!” She demands. Her reflection’s inaction mocks her. Jester flips herself off, hoping it will instigate some sort of reaction from the mirror. Nothing. Fuck.

Her heart is loud in her ears as she runs around, slamming her hands against new mirrors, new options, new disappointments. She keeps screaming Fjord’s name. Yasha’s, too, but she knows the two fears are different. She trust them both to look after themselves, after each other, to find their way back… all three of them did, back with the Shepherds. Now, though, she isn’t with them. And she’s been away from Yasha before, but Fjord? There’s a different taste to her anxiety when it comes to losing him of he sight. Maybe because he keeps freaking doing this, disappearing on her where she can’t follow. Or maybe just because it’s Fjord.

Caduceus goes in. It works for him. Why does it work for him? Why is she locked out here while her friends are in peril?! She tries other things too. She holds the ice crystal with near desperation. She attacks it with anger when her hopes prove futile.

She’s at the edge of her rope when a voice rings through the mirror hall. Not the one she’s hoping for, deep down, but she’s still delighted to hear Cad’s reassuring words. She runs towards him, overjoyed, and slams her head against a cold hard wall.

Fuck.

The pain isn’t much, but it mixes with her anger and her fear, it makes tears of frustration sting in her eyes. She can feel the hot tracks of tears spilling down her cheeks as she rubs the sore spot on her forehead.

“Hey.”

That voice, surprisingly soft and warm, delightfully familiar. She raises her eyes and there he is, head poking out of a mirror like it’s no big deal, smiling down at her. She gasps, perking up with a quick ‘hello’ that doesn’t encompass her relief.

“Take my hand,” he says, reaching towards her.

Jester does. No questions needed, no need to know where they are going, she lets him pull her into the unknown. As long as they are going together, it will be alright.

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When I went into this dragon, I was lost and a wanderer, and as I am shat out its side I come forth a paladin of the Raven Queen.

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[Image Description: a comic of vax falling away from a massive dragon and plummeting downwards. As he falls he prays to the raven queen. Raven feathers erupt from him and he gets caught by Keyleth in her bird form. The comic says “if you have any wings to lend me…now is the time.”. The raven queens face is shown just before keyleth appears and she says, “left.” End Description]