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Did you have any feelings on Stolas curtaining off portraits of himself? My sibling got mad at me because I was so busy having my heart broken about that that I missed a lot of the hallway dialogue XD (I still didn’t catch it when they rewound for me, I need to watch it again 😅)

Also - any thoughts on the chandelier also being draped? Because Via and his plants were on display, so what does that say about what he thinks of the chandelier? If he barely remembered Blitzø’s name he might not have remembered they took a piece off it, but that also would’ve been a tangible reminder of his one-day friend… I can’t decide if Stolas is assigning it a different symbolism than I am (which is the health of his and Blitzø’s relationship) and I’d be intrigued to hear your thoughts on the matter

Hi!! I've seen a lot of posts pointing out the symbolism of the chandelier being covered, and I think that their argument taking place in front of it is meant to be more symbolism for the audience rather than something that Stolas consciously did. To me the state of his house is largely representative of his divorce and depression: Stella is gone, he's not taking care of himself OR his living space, bar the parts that are in immediate use or Via's. He cares for the people and other living things that are his responsibility, but those are really the ONLY things he's caring for: Via, the plants, and also to some extent his efforts for Blitz. The covers over everything aren't just him trying to keep things out of sight: they're the kinds of protective covers you put on furniture when a house isn't being maintained/the items are in storage.

I do think that him uncovering Via's image us more deliberate, though, because he loves his daughter and wants to see her. I don't know if he's covering up himself on purpose or subconsciously just because he doesn't care to see the rest of the image, but either way I think it's representative of his general outlook on life right now: trying to repair his relationships with the people who are important to him, but perhaps neglecting himself in the meanwhile. Overall, it's a little sad considering that I was hoping his standing up to Stella and initiating the divorce was a step toward standing up for and being considerate of himself...but it makes sense. He's a lonely guy, so of course he is afraid to be alone and is reacting to the end of one of the longest relationships (though it was a terribly abusive one) of his life by focusing on the ones he has left.

Dream has been summoned and bound in a form again except for whatever reasons the sorcerers chose a horse. Their bindings were faulty. Dream escaped, though he’s still stuck. For a while he’s just running blindly, panicking a little about how to get home before damage is done. He ends up running to the New Inn without consciously thinking about it for ‘it’s basically a temple for Dream’ reasons, and Hob is like “welp I doubt anyone else in here has calmed a horse as many times as I have and anyway if he kicks the worst I do is start over and Dream knows I’m around still now”

Akskdjfj yeah <3 Dream as a big black strapping stallion!!! It's the content we deserve. Gonna tag my resident horsegirl supreme, @akhuna01 because I can't make a horse post without getting her involved.

The possibilities for shenanigans are excellent. Dream foaming at the mouth when anyone except for Hob comes near, so people think that Hob is a horse whisperer? Dream getting fed polo mints by well meaning local children? Hob having no choice but to, um, ride Dream?

I'm imagining that Hob mounts up in the hope of getting the horsey under control, since it seems to want him to ride??? He can't explain but he's getting that vibe. Anyway Dream immediately rockets off with Hob clinging on for dear life. And when he finally slows down he starts talking and Hob. Falls off. He's seen a lot of shit but never a talking horse.

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Anonymous said: The other sides: what’s for breakfast Patton? :) Patton: depression toast :)

Roman got to the kitchen with time to spare before their usual breakfast time, but it seemed that Patton was a step ahead. The dining table was piled with food to an almost comedic effect, the shortest stack having at least 9 thick, fluffy pancakes. 

He turned as Patton emerged from the kitchen, carrying a tray of breakfast sausages, and blinked in surprise. 

The paternal side was smiling brightly as usual, but his normal daily attire had been swapped out for something a little bit different. His normal cardigan was a pastel pink, contrasting with his shirt like two-toned cotton candy, and the nails on his left hand were painted to match. 

Most notably, his normal glasses had been swapped out with a pair of star-shaped sunglasses, the sort you would find on a drunk teenager at a costume party. Roman couldn’t help but grin slightly; they looked super goofy on him.

“What’s up with the new eyewear, Party Patton?” he asked, sitting at his customary spot. 

Patton’s smile only grew. “I’m just feeling a little festive today! Gotta live up to my role as your Pop Star, am I right?”  

A disgruntled click of the tongue announced Logan’s entrance, but Roman gave Patton a thumbs up for the terrible pun anyhow. “I presume that’s the reason behind the surplus of food?” 

Patton blinked, as though he was just now realizing how much he’d made. “Whoops, guess I got caught up in cooking! Let me go turn the stove off and we can dig in!” 

He bustled back to the kitchen, and Logan sat down across from Roman. “I do hope those are prescription sunglasses if he’s wearing them while operating cookware.” 

“What’s life without a little danger?” Roman replied, feeling oddly rejuvenated despite the awkward start to the morning. 

“Longer, for one.” 

They cut off their bickering as Patton returned, and began to eat without needing any further prompting. About halfway through his plate, Roman noticed that Patton had been holding the same piece of toast for a few minutes now, simply staring at both of them. He assumed he was staring anyhow, since he couldn’t really see through the shades. 

Anonymous said: hey, logan, roman? i know what with your little experiment you haven’t been able to spend as much time with patton as you normally would, so maybe you should check in on him? maybe watch a movie or play some games or something. i mean, he IS the heart, and emotions have a tendency not to do well when there isn’t social exchanges happening, y'know? what i’m saying is, he’s probably feeling a bit lonely, so some company might do him some good  

“Patton?” he asked, making the moral side jump. “You okay there?” 

“Sure am!” Patton confirmed, the spacey smile on his face firming into something more solid. “Just happy to be spending time with you kiddos!” 

Roman felt an abrupt stab of guilt. “I know we’ve been busy with our own projects lately, but you know how it is when Thomas has such a busy week… We certainly don’t mean to leave you out in the cold! Let’s plan to have a movie night one of these evenings, yeah?”

“Aw, Roman, I’d love that!” Patton said cheerfully. “Don’t you worry about me, though, your happy pappy Patton is doing great! I get the feeling Thomas is going to get so much done today!” 

“That’s certainly good to hear,” Logan chimed in, sipping at his coffee pointedly. “We need to avoid distractibility and stay on task if we want to help Thomas have a productive week.” 

“Thomas is a smart kiddo, I’m sure he’ll make something fantastic of today no matter what he chooses to do!” Patton replied brightly. 

Logan raised an eyebrow as though he was unsure of whether he was being agreed with or not, and Roman took the opportunity to dart into the kitchen and pack up some still-hot leftovers for Anxiety.   

When he returned, Patton was listing off all the potential activities for the day, and the logical side seemed a bit dazed, quickly and unsubtly making his exit as soon as Roman appeared and distracted Patton. 

“I suppose I should go get to creating if we’re going to have such an idea-packed day!” he said, and to his surprise, Patton didn’t seem disheartened at all. 

“Of course, kiddo! I’ll see you later!” 

So that would be

canon/mindscape, Aliens, Baby Sides, Fair Folk, Fantasy, Ghost, G/t (giants and/or tinies), Merfolk, Robot, Royals, Supernatural Beings, and Winged Sides