Green Eyes about to ask the first half decent looking guy she's seen since she got here for a kiss.
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Green Eyes about to ask the first half decent looking guy she's seen since she got here for a kiss.
sy: if i was an animal what animal would i be
sy, internally: "I saw the other Lambs turn to look at me. Gears turning, scanning me, taking the question in. Considering their options. Under normal circumstances, they might have been tempted to say something derisive, comparing me to an unsavory or unappealing animal, like a slug or a rat.
But I'd been ready. My body language, my phrasing, the way I carried myself, it was all in service of presenting myself differently. Wilder, more feral. Modeling myself after Helen, in a way. I could imagine Gordon seeing me differently, now that I'd brought the question to light. As a lion, maybe. He tended to think in terms of brute strength. Lilian, by contrast, might have seen me as a wolf. Cunning, dangerous, but also social. She knew me well enough by now to know how I operated. A wolf in Lamb's clothing, as it were.
Helen, true to form, was harder to pin down, but I had a guess. She wouldn't see me as an ordinary animal. Helen thought differently than the rest of us, and she'd spent a lot of time in the Bowels, in the company of the Academy's strangest and most deadly creations. It was very possible that she had more familiarity with augmented creatures than with any mundane, ordinary wildlife. She might see me as a new type of beast, then. Not a lion or a wolf, but a hybrid of mix of the two.
King of the Junjle, I thought. I smiled. I liked the sound of that."
the rest of the lambs, unanimously: sy youd be a rat
Brie has to have complex tattoos and magic circles on order to harbor elementals but Evan can just do that. The powerscaling implications are astounding.
Something I didn't notice the first time I read through Pact is it seems like Isadora is teaching Paige techniques that would help her in a fight with the factory demon.
Why didn't Blake fall into a path and become Lost instead of falling into the Abyss and becoming a bogeyman? Is he stupid?
Well, you see, the Paths are up, and the Abyss is down. Ur came at him from above, so if he'd done a big jump to try and reach the Paths he woulda got eated
The late-Pact Thorburn Cabal, or as I call them the Rose Buds,
Hey, would it be alright if I bound a manifestation of a very emotional moment in your life into an object? I'm in a tough spot and need every bit of power I can scrape together.
please... not again...
theyre milking me dry boss, please... no more...
couldnt get this fucking image out of our head
The Otherverse is a sort of "hopepunk" power fantasy wherein citing Law, even to people charged with enforcing it, has actual, tangible impact, and they can't just go "whatever, who cares, the law is what I say it is." In this essay I
Blake and Green Eyes. She giggled, causing a froth of bubbles as she clutched the side of a pipe from halfway underwater. She wanted to doodle in a notebook, surround their names with glittery hearts.
inspired by this wonderful little fic by Lightbulbs on Ao3
I want the Clementine serial so much.
shitty drawing of the hyena, go
Sure Blake. That's why.
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one of the most deranged things about blake thorburn is that he spent the first three arcs complaining about eating nothing but oatmeal NOT because he had no other choice but because he’d rather cry into his 20th consecutive bowl of oatmeal than “resort” to the black beans and rice that were sitting untouched in the pantry
you may think it was molly who stocked the pantry sometime before blake’s arrival, however a much funnier theory is that the day before the events of pact 1.1 rose sr went on a costco run and said “what breakfast staple could i most effectively psychologically torture my grandson with in four months time” and bought an entire pallet of quaker peaches & cream
Rose Sr made like a dozen tupperwares full of her prizewinning Thorburn Black Bean Risotto for her grandkids to eat while they settled in and then Barbarotem used his evil scissors to split it all into sinister beans and menacing rice... this is the fate that follows every diabolist
after rose senior’s death laird broke into hillsglade house and used his diabolic knowledge to direct barbatorem to cut the prizewinning risotto into its constituent ingredients. he then used chronomancy to revert the beans and rice back to an uncooked state, repackaged them, and placed them back in the pantry. can’t have shit in jacob’s bell
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