hiii everybody are you normal about Falin showing Laios the same little spell that Marcille showed her? are you normal about Falin remembering it fondly enough that it was one of the first things she showed her brother while trying to teach him magic?
Something about Grian lasting months before he tried to summon Mumbo and Mumbo lasting less than a week without Grian before he tried the same. Something about Mumbo repeatedly trying to get Scar to help him do so.
You know when you have an idea for a short, cutesy, plotless fic, and then a little voice at the back of your mind starts whispering, "hey, what if we make this a multichapter?" You ever hear that?
Can the christian side of Tumblr for once acknowledge that going the fuck off with an aesthetic or particularly impressive artistic accomplishment isn't like especially unique to Catholicism, christianianty broadly, or all of Western culture in general?
"You gotta admit the Catholics went off with-" no maybe I don't because it seems like people in all kinds of cultural subgroups have been going just as much the fuck off, so maybe it's not actually something uniquely beneficial granted to Catholics only, but in fact a wider and more beautiful fucking aspect of humanity which ties us together more deeply and richly if we'd take a little time off crediting authoritarian institutions with inspiration instead of the people who did the actual work. I don't know, I'm just spitballing here.
interesting lore moment with the francophone yesterday (as in, it personally gave me brainworms) ft. qétoiles’ horrible, no good, stupid (lack of) self-preservation . subs in English, transcript below the cut
All spoken in French — translated into English subtitles
[Video transcript:
Etoiles: And, actually, I have a theory. Basically what happened is that I’ve just returned from a mission from Cucurucho.
Antoine: And what was the mission?
Etoiles: To do a dungeon, and to recover something from the dungeon.
Antoine: And what was this “something”?
Etoiles: And the “something” was a book that sorta says that I’m a test subject.
Antoine: A test subject?!
Baghera: What’s up with your arm? You’ve got a coded arm.
Etoiles: Uh, it’s from holding the shield, basically.
Baghera: Ahhh
(Pause)
Antoine: Watch out that it doesn’t contaminate you, or else you’ll turn into a code, man.
Etoiles: That’s impossible, man, I can’t be a code.
Antoine: That’s what the old codes said before becoming codes, you know.
Etoiles: No— well, we’ve never spoken.
Baghera: Maybe you shouldn’t be using the shield as much then, no?
Etoiles: Well, as it stands, I’ve been using it for a really long time, and my mind is still healthy, honestly. And the proof is—
Baghera: Well, half of his face took the brunt of it instead.
Etoiles: Yeah, but it’s not all there is, you know.
(Pause)
Baghera: Let me worry, Etoiles, right now.
Etoiles: You’re right. You’re right! But everything’s going well, I’m doing very, very well—
Antoine: It’s true that you look a bit sick.
Etoiles: Uh, yeah, for the past seven years, it’s a chronic illness, it happened—
Antoine: No, but not this one, the other— you seem even sicker, still.
Etoiles: Yeah, okay. Yeah but no, I’m fine. No, no, it’s fine, honestly.