Jules of Nature
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Love Begins
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@thehobbithufflepuff
Writing Advice: it doesn’t matter if an idea has been done before. It’s never been done by you. So long as you do it well, and in your own way, it’s a wonderful contribution.
*slams fists on table*
THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED
*runs into wall* THEY HAVE TO PRETEND TO BE DATING
This has been in my queue for four months.
What I say: I’m fine
What I mean: In Fullmetal Alchemist, Roy Mustang says “It’s raining” or “It’s a terrible day for rain” at his best friend Maes Hughes’ funeral, held on a day with clear skies. It seems like he says this because he begins to cry after he says it. But when you think about it, Mustang is “useless” when it rains/when he gets wet because he can’t use his flame alchemy. He equates rain to uselessness. So when he says it’s raining at Hughes’ funeral, he means that he feels useless/helpless now that his best friend is dead. The writing in this show has the ability to rip out your heart and stomp on it when you’re least expecting it, then kick you while you’re down. I am NOT okay.
Also, he says this specifically to Riza, who is usually the one protecting him when he can’t use his alchemy in the rain. Roy himself sometimes forgets that rain ruins his alchemy, but Riza remembers and is always prepared for such a situation. Roy, by saying “it’s raining,” specifically to Riza, is conveying that he feels helpless, accepts this, and is asking to be supported. FUCK.
You fucking made it worse. I don’t know how, but you mADE IT WORSE.
Yes.
listen I absolutely fucking love the genuine excitement both Travis and Marisha display when Caleb finally gains entry to the Trispire, knowing full well his Labrous Quest For Smut™ is nearly complete
and then there’s Liam’s actual expression
…………………that fucking worked?
Drunkards
Fjord: sleepy drunk. He’s always on-guard and watching out and leading the group when he’s sober, so once he gets drunk he just… sinks down and gets comfy and blinks away. If they don’t watch him for 10 minutes they’ll turn their heads and see him just quietly snoring on the table.
Jester: Mischievous drunk. Alcohol just brings out all her characteristics in extra strength. Pranks going wrong, thaumaturgy smashing things open constantly, loud giggling, excited yelling and jumping up and down in her seat. Also becomes incredibly foul-mouthed and yells obscenities while giggling.
Molly: Horny drunk. Will get Aaaall up in your personal space. Lisping compliments and fingers running through hair or stroking over beards. Also very giggly and lotsa hiccups. However, he’s best at holding his drink, so no one knows for sure if this is really drunk behaviour or just Molly being a shit again.
Beau: happy fighting drunk. Every drink is another invitation for a round of fisticuffs. Not in the ‘you lookin at me???’ way, but rather ‘LET’S PUNCH IT OUT HELL YEAH OOPS SORRY I BROKE YOUR NOSE’ way. Very hard to contain (Molly will usually just offer to fight her to keep her away from other patrons, and to enjoy watching her stumble around).
Yasha: Quiet, contemplative drunk. Mostly just stares and listens to conversations, but will sometimes blurt out something incredibly emotional or insightful and silence everyone else. Will then blush immensely because she’s never drunk enough to not notice her unusual behaviour herself.
Nott: We all know how Nott is when drunk, okay. The group has had to run after her at least 6 times when she randomly started charging at people / things / places full of energy - they realised she’s easily placated with something shiny and jangly, going OoooOoh and playing with it. Tries to practice her YEEHAW! every time (slowly getting better).
Caleb: Morose, yet cuddly drunk. Physical contact is not as much of a problem a few drinks in. They noticed when he suddenly, quietly leant his head against Fjord’s arm and Molly shushed everyone trying to say something because it was too precious. Mostly just goes for hugging/holding Nott and staring off into the distance with a frown, of course, but slowly starts to lean on/against others and falling asleep. Get enough alcohol into him without letting him notice and he might end up deep asleep in someone’s lap (mostly Jester’s as she braids his hair).
someone tagged this with ‘favourite combo - Yasha, Molly, Caleb’ and I can’t stop thinking about this:
They’re at least 4 mugs of bad ale in. Jester is running in circles, Fjord is too tired to stop her. Caleb started with his head just casually on Molly’s arm, but the coat has too many knots and bits that are pressing against his face, so he shifts and ends up snuggly in the curve of Molly’s neck, eyes closed. The quietly jangling jewelry does not help in keeping him awake, nor does the soft hand currently petting his hair. When Molly begins scratching his scalp and running his fingers through the - luckily recently washed - ginger strands, Caleb lets out a quiet purr that makes even Molly giggle. Yasha is next to them, staring into her mug, watching the reflection of the two of them. She takes a sip. “Sometimes people need to let themselves go completely, to show what they really need.” Molly’s hand drops. Caleb is already asleep, and Molly’s deathstare in Yasha’s direction makes her glad about that, and also makes her hide her face behind her mug.
what’s your favorite vox machina enemy? mine is doors
Little Critical Role things I love:
When one person does a cool sound effect or accent and the rest of the group picks it up like a flock of voice acting parrots
When someone, unintentionally or not, references a lyric and everyone else starts singing for a few seconds
“Okay okay okay”
Sam’s dedication to his tankard bottom/shirt gags
Everyone constantly roasting each other because they’re family
All the niche VO industry inside jokes jokes that crack them up (see: Liam’s Quest)
“Don’t fuck me Gil”
When they succeed in breaking Matt
The interactions that come from the seating arrangements, like Liam and Laura’s cuddling last campaign and Marisha and Travis’ jock bro friendship this time around
When someone says an accidental innuendo and the group will not let it go for a good five minutes
Whenever Matt introduces a cool NPC and the cast turns into this gif:
Taliesin Jaffe being an affection-loving cat, the series
As a cuddler this man makes me feel so valid
@lost-in-pink
Scanlan is definitely a lover, I agree with you there. I don’t know that he’s any more loyal than any other member of Vox Machina, though, which is why I’m a little skeptical basing a Hufflepuff placement solely on that. I’m interested in what else you have to say, though, because I, too, friggin’ love Scanlan.
Pickle and Stringbean
So, critters, how are you doing today?
Matt: *hints at Caleb’s Traumatic Past*
Me:
[gif from Grease of girls singing “Tell me more, tell me more”]
so, I am HERE for the amnesiac!Mollymauk theories, I both like and buy into them, and I am in general Here For The Angst, but I also cannot help picturing how completely hilarious it would be if, instead of any of that, and instead of any of Molly’s stories bearing any factual or tonal resemblance to reality, the party is in some little town on the Menagerie Coast someday and this voice cuts through the square, “MOLLYMAUK? MOLLYMAUK TEALEAF?”
“Oh shit,” says Mollymauk, hiding behind Yasha. Fjord is reaching for his falchion; Nott and Caleb are both backing away from him. Yasha just laughs and shoves him back into the open.
“Mollymauk!” yelps a plump, middle-aged tiefling woman about the height of Molly’s shoulder, with streaks of gray in her purple hair. “Don’t you try and hide from me –”
“Mama, I was going to come by as soon as my friends got settled at the inn –” Molly says frantically.
“The INN? Mollymauk Tealeaf, I know we raised you better than that – oh, well, there are a lot of them, all right, but tell me you at least remembered to invite them over for dinner – your father and I have been worried sick!”
“I wrote!” Molly wails.
“You wrote, yes, and then you wrote us that the circus was DISBANDED AND ARRESTED and you were travelling with a bunch of strangers – my hair was all purple before that letter,” she says, gesturing at her head. “And what have you done to your horns?”
“Kill me,” Molly mouths to the rest of the gang, every single one of whom is losing their entire shit.
“Get down here and hug your mother,” she says, and Molly laughs and does.
Expectation at the start of campaign 2: Molly is gonna be the morally gray asshole of the party
Reality: Molly is the mom friend who may actually have a stricter moral code than the rest of the party combined
