Jun 9, 2019
🖼 - Brendan & Jen?
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🖼 - Brendan & Jen?
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If you're still doing the headcanons thing, what lurks in your mind about Cat?
realistically: i feel like eventually she’ll have to try and find another focus? it’s not healthy to hold onto the past for so long. rolling your dead brother’s knuckle bones to cast spells isn’t really healthy either but
hilariously: but imagine if she tried to get rid of them and they kept coming back
heart-crushingly: but imagine if she tried to get rid of them and they kept coming back
fuck the canon: but imagine if cat and jen actually got along one day without it being because michael got himself frozen in carbonite
hi yue please feel free to hunt for the myriad of Arthurian mythology buried in my archives someplace
How do you view books?
“Why, with my eyes, dear… equestrian creature.”
Snark aside, Cassiopeia is certainly educated, as a lady should be. Books are knowledge - and knowledge is power. The more you know, the more you can use to your advantage. In particular, she will study cultures and their development when she does read for knowledge’s sake.
She’s far from being a bookworm, but she finds a guilty pleasure in flicking through the occasional trashy romance novel. She knows they’re bad, but that’s part of why they’re good.
Σ(￣。￣ﾉ)
Once he’d gotten himself free of the wrath of the Snowdown decorations, the Berserker almost found himself tripping over… what appeared to be a small tan-coloured unicorn. Only when righting himself did he realise someone had planted another gods-damned mistletoe, and he started to wonder if this was actually some human trick to embarrass non-humans into hiding…
His face almost turned completely white when it looked as though the horned horse knew more of this tradition than he did, and looked up at him rather expectantly.
Something was grumbled from his throat in a very growly voice, likely Old Runeterran for "are you fucking kidding me" or something very close. He turned to walk away, but not before swatting the mistletoe out of its perch with a grumpy little snarl.
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Mr. Librarian simply... stopped, barely seeming to register anything at all. "..." Almost numbly, he turned to watch her run off. He clambered to his hooves and slowly walked after her. "It's ok. You don't have to protect my feelings. I'm fine. I just wish I'd known about all this a little sooner."
(( hah, I finally got sick of hand-writing the speech bubble text...
Oh, and yes, the ask shows as anon, but that's because Librarianmod is so awesome he'll continue the story even when without computer access. <3 -Mod ))
Mr. Librarian settled down beside her. "You had Faith in someone. How could you do anything else? It's what I've always admired about you."