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something about scar breaking the rules rerolling for hard on episode one, and almost hitting reroll instead of succeed later. the reroll sealed his fate on the first episode - he was at the mercy of the watchers, and his friends tried to help him solve their puzzle not realising that for once the fates had mercy. and when he is revealed to be the gods' favourite they turn on him, their pity turning to envy. the watchers isolate him through their perceived favour, and when he is isolated he fights to complete his task instead of rerolling his fate. he simply does what they ask because they're the only alliance he has, but even then he feels the call to reroll again. to get something different, something with friends, something where he doesn't have to hurt anyone. but he knows what rerolling got him, and in the end he settles for success.

[ FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION ]

I blame Martyn Inthelittlewood

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the fact that this was almost entirely accurate with the exception of FIVE pullinh the car over all excited and KLAUS wanting to advance plot. you love to see it.

at this point i don’t even want klaus and five’s visit to the biggest ball of twine to be plot relevant at all. i want them to be roadtripping to somewhere plot relevant and they have to pass through Minnesota to get there and they drive right past it like

Klaus: we have to stop the car. right now

Five: what

Klaus: stop the car

Five: why?

Klaus: big ball of twine

Five: … i’m not stopping the car so you can look at a giant ball of twine

*cuts immediately to the two of them standing right in front of the ball*

Klaus: you know, i really thought it’d be bigger :\

thinking about grian's 'there's a way we can still be friends' in last life. he didn't turn on the mounders - he wanted to stay friends.

Gah the way Mumbo was so distrustful of Yellows for having abilities they could use against Greens, the way Mumbo went after the Mounders (his friends) when he turned Red, the way they tried to talk him down and almost convinced him they could still be a team...

Because that's how it was in Last Life. In Last Life, once you were Red you're friends were gone. That was it. You couldn't ally anymore.

And Mumbo never got past that, he never got to see an alternative (until the small glimpse he got with the Mounders, before the Warden got him)

penelope's line from prompocalyse always stuck with me - 'i let them put my best friend in that crystal'. i can just picture her lying in her bed before prom wishing she had her best friend there, possibly the only person penelope ever actually loved, but knowing that she would never be forgiven for giving her up in the first place. sam wasn't a means to an end, in her eyes sam was a sacrifice that had to be made to be queen. sam was a shred of goodness and hope and happiness that penelope gave up for power, not only because sam herself would be sacrificed but because the sam that loved her, her best friend, would cease to exist.

i don't think she liked sam because she was pretty or talented or famous - i think she liked sam because sam loved her. it's both more and less meaningful, because in being loved by sam penelope could and did love her back but didn't anticipate that one day sam would stop loving her. she's left with this feeling of empitiness and loneliness that she doesn't even attempt to mend because she knows that nobody would ever compare to sam, so all she can do is cling to her crown and try to fill the hole herself with everything she thought she admired about sam.

sam was strong. sam was beautiful. sam was fierce and independent and powerful. penelope could be all of these things and more, and yet never be able to fill the hole sam left because she wouldn't let herself care. penelope loved that if she said the right thing sam would be hurt, because sam cared and penelope could always exploit that weakness. there was a kind of sick pride in not caring, because even if sam was stronger than her at least penelope didn't care. at least she could nurture that love and dependency without ever having to be burdened by reciprocating it.

penelope never anticipated that one day sam wouldn't care. and penelope would be forced to acknowledge that she cared, that she had cared all along, and that now sam didn't.

I’m thinking about nightpetal again and specifically thinking about the “I don’t love you anymore.” thinking about it from penelope’s perspective, if that actually was penelope. thinking about her taunting sam like she always did, except now six girls rip through time and space to take sam’s hand and take her away. six girls who have clearly fought through some shit to come get sam, six people who love sam and aren’t afraid to tell her, to show her. I just wonder how she felt seeing antiope taking sam by the hand and telling her she loves her so openly. I wonder if, as sam told her “I don’t love you anymore,” surrounded by people who would clearly do anything for her, if penelope regretted not being that for sam. I wonder if it hurt her to know that she didn’t have someone like that, especially because she knows that, for most of her life, she did.

hi im not american and i just learned that twizzlers are NOT what i thought they were

Class training also dissipates over the years like regular skills though so even though they can cast ninth-level spells that can alter reality, they'd have to go back through their 2000-year-old dusty spellbook and reread the whole thing. Their handwriting's completely different and there are a bunch of shorthand notes like 'u know how to do this lol imma skip this part' and 'just ask Thelementhressiel to do this one for u lmao, not worth the hassle' when Thelementhressiel perished in battle three hundred moons ago.

They get distracted going back through all their old doodles and giggling at the nostalgia and inside jokes from the time until they get reminded of that one song they loved so much that they later learned to play on the lute and suddenly all of their problems can actually be solved by them playing not that song but the one that they can actually remember the basic melody of through muscle memory. They keep playing the first two lines over and over because when they tried to play the whole song it took them like twenty seconds between chords to remember what to play, but they keep insisting to their current party that they were an excellent bard in their day-

honestly elves SHOULD be over represented in adventurer groups. like, what, you're gonna live 700 hundred years and NOT do an adventure? not even once? not even on accident?

adaine's denim jacket is a mental illness/trauma recovery staple, actually. she wears that jacket every goddamn day and it has fluffy pockets and probably mysterious stains and tears that are a reminder of the life she's lived. a tear from catching on one of gorgug's tin flowers that she wore like a corsage on prom night. a yoghurt stain from gilear that really was powerfully resistant to cleaning, as much as she tried. a pulled seam from kristen shoving her whole buff arm into a pocket to get ecaf out. an extravagant embroidery of her name sewn onto the inside of the collar by cathilda in fabian's calligraphy. an abjurative ward burned into the denim by aelwyn who never learned to sew. an eternally damp spot on the shoulder where boggy cuddles up still wet from the aquatic portion of his backpack. a missing chunk of wool taken by riz for 'analysis' that was really stuffed into a baggie and pinned on a conspiracy board. a tiny unicorn created from fig's illusion in the nightmare forest that seemed to stay real even after leaving the forest prancing about the inner world of the jacket. a pocket in the ethereal realm just so that ghostly edgar the rat can curl up in it without phasing through it. an 'in memoriam' patch sewn in to commemorate the jacket-world person who sacrificed his life to give her a wand of ray of frost in freshman year. a little uplifting message written in ballpoint pen on the inside of her cuff during class. a smattering of wolf hairs that persist no matter how hard she tries to brush them off and keep ending up in her mouth somehow, although she keeps politely quiet about the occasional grey she finds on her shoulders.

Guys I think it's time to admit it. Shauna's a villain.

Genuinely I think so much of the fandom discourse could be helped by admitting this. You can find villains hot, you can find villains scary, villains can piss you off, but I haven't seen anyone arguing that she's not a bad person. She's a bully, she's manipulative, she's selfish, she hates everyone but herself, she's miserable to be around, she traded in her tragically fridged wife for a bootlicking henchman. All of these are BEAUTIFUL villain qualities.