i was inspired by dontperceivemeplease's post about their crotchet darrell. and i asked some girl if she could crotchet a darrell for me. unfortunately she's not brown bc that colour wasnt avaliable but she's so ugly and her eyes are uneven and i love her/aff
darrell photoshoot time
im not saure if i should tag them (poster of og crotcher darrell) or not
other tags for my qpps <;3 @ferretwhomst @redwingbirb
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okay wait laughingstock concept Incoming: so im imagining some of the neighbors (maybe Julie & Frank) noticing that Barnaby & Howdy are a lil fruity, yk yk. and Julie's like damn, i guess we have to play matchmaker here.
so naturally they wind up getting the whole neighborhood involved. everybody's a wingman here. Poppy's dropping hints when Howdy drops off groceries, Wally is constantly asking Barnaby to go get him things from the bodega, etc etc. Howdy and Barnaby are facing this sudden change in town-wide behavior with slight concern and bemusement
eventually - lets say Julie, Sally, and Wally - get Barnaby into the bodega and then abruptly leave like "don't have too much fun without us you two *wink wink nudge nudge*". once they're gone (read: very obviously hiding outside & watching through the window) Barnaby & Howdy turn to each other like:
Barnaby: you think we should tell them we're already married?
Howdy: let them have their fun - they'll figure it out eventually
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was talking to a friend who hates musicals and had a moment where i suddenly understood why the majority of people who say they hate musicals probably hate them. she was saying how the songs take you out of the story because you're not really listening to the lyrics. and i was just so confused??????????????? because i always listen to the lyrics???? like okay sure i might not pick up on every word or line on a first listen but i'm definitely paying attention to them bc that's the story???????? like telling the story through music is what a musical is????? if you're only listening to the dialogue in between and mentally checking out when a song starts of course you won't like it you're missing 75% of the plot?????????????? and it was just one of those moments where i was like i know we all consume media and literature differently but jfc do we really consume media and literature differently
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started playing the sims 2 for the first time yesterday and one of my neighbors who i had never interacted with before walked into my house just to scream at me unprompted and then leave and then another guy came in and got stuck in the corner and stood there yelling until he starved to death because i didnt feel like rearranging the furniture to free him and then one of my sims got the flu also my kitchen caught on fire. so off to a great start i guess
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ok i was looking through my notes and this one made me laugh a lot like i almost don't want to spoil it in case i ever write it. LOL
so the premise of this fic is that angus mcdonald (who is at this point say like 13-14 years old) comes home from school over spring break to discover that one of his family members has suddenly died.
gasp!
i want to say it's taako but i think actually it's lucretia. lucretia died, which is strange for a number of reasons, like she's old but not that old, and all evidence is pointing to the fact that foul play might have been involved.
so now angus has to solve her murder.
lup, barry, and kravitz are away on a cult stake-out, no service in the spooky necromantic keep, so they can't help out—no checking in on her soul in the astral plane, etc. angus has to do this the old-fashioned way. strangely, magnus and merle keep alternating between being very sad and suspiciously blasé about their very good friend dying. and taako… well, that's complicated.
i mean, talk about complicated; lucretia's kind of a controversial figure—was it someone looking for revenge after losing a loved one to the relic wars? someone angry that she erased their memories of a beloved family member? one of boylands' kids, maybe? it couldn't have been—taako?
and i can't stress this enough: the tone of the fic and the way it's framed would be such that the reader believes that lucretia has actually died. the reader is going along with angus for the ride, trying to piece together what actually happened, almost like, a little noir but mostly clue-style, in the days leading up to her funeral, where angus gets to do a dramatic confrontation with her killer.
you think it's building to the reveal that taako really did kill lucretia—but that can't be it, right? that's wild! they've got beef, but he wouldn't really, would he?
well. you're right! he didn't!
because lucretia *wasn't* murdered, angus says. and this isn't a funeral at all. is it, ma'am?
lucretia sits up from where she was lying, arms crossed, eyes closed, in her casket. and she says, booyah.
cue magic. sparkles from prestidigitation a la taako. balloons. gifts. a banner reveals itself. it reads: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGUS!
that's right. it wasn't a murder. for a boy detective, it was the greatest gift of all. the gift of a murder mystery. a murder mystery birthday party. booyah
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Idea for curing Astarion's vampirism that keeps plaguing my mind so I need to subject you all to it: You manage to find some spell/potion/whatever that can cure/remove vampirism - wonderful! EXCEPT, since vampires are technically undead, upon removing that vampirism, they become simply just...Dead. Bc the vampirism was what was keeping them from just keeling over. SO it becomes a whole two-step process where first you need to cure the vampirism, then you need to find somebody who can cast True Resurrection to bring him back because technically he's been "dead" too long for Revivify to work, and Withers isn't just on house call anymore.
Just. Think of all the hurt/comfort possibilities.
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