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I present y’all with:

the quiz to finally end the discourse

Are you a Soldier, A Poet, or A King?

warning, this quiz goes unexpectedly hard

gods SAME!!!!! I wanna talk to this cool mutual but asjkjdsadjsdajjkjlk ANXIETY lmao

having that kind of panic over the fact if im mutuals with someone does it mean im actually their friend  cuz were only following each other and never interracted with each other and i just crumble almost every time they interact in some way with me so cassually and friendly and it makes me question things sometimes when i think i shouldnt but i do  but its weird to ask out of nowhere if we really are friends and it just makes my brain fjdkibhudkbkjdsjbsksbskj

Ik yall don’t care now but.. get ready for me just- ranting.

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This was such a good read :) 

Summary: After being rescued from the horrors of the Soltryce Academy by the Arcana Pansophical, Caleb is taken in my Allura Vysoren and Kima of Vord.

Chapter: 2/5

Words: 5659

Excerpt (from chapter 1):

It’s been four days since Caleb and many of his classmates were rescued from the Soltryce Academy by the Arcana Pansophical. Four days and yet it seems like a lifetime. In that time he’s been questioned by a handful of mages, all trying to get to the bottom of what had really been going on at the Soltryce. With the rest of his classmates sent back to the Empire to be reunited with their families, Caleb is left in a large bedroom in an even larger tower.

Caleb gingerly sits on the edge of the bed, his bed, he corrects himself. For the time being at least. He’s not sure how long Lady Allura or her wife will tolerate a stranger living in their home with them. For all he knows, he could be sent to an orphanage in a week.

The bedroom is bare except for the bed, a desk, and a closet. The linens are fancy, as is the furniture, and Caleb is sure that everything in this room is more expensive than anything he’s ever owned. The bed curtains are made of thick red fabric that matches the rug at the foot of the bed. Allura told him that the washroom and her own bedroom are just down the hall. But Caleb isn’t really sure if he’s allowed to leave this room.

After a few minutes, Caleb forces himself to get up and open his bag that he had set on the desk. He carefully pulls out his few belongings he had taken with him from the Soltryce: his spellbook, his pouch of components, and a little stuffed cat. He hadn’t been allowed trinkets since he was living on the Academy’s money, but the stuffed cat, Frumpkin, is all he has left of his life before. It’s worn out and ragged, threadbare in several places. But Caleb loves it all the same.

When the Arcana Pansophical had brought him to Emon with the other students, they’d been asked that they all write down their parent’s names and a description of them so that someone might contact them about their children’s whereabouts. Caleb hadn’t written anything. Both of his parents are dead, they sacrificed their lives for him.

“Any other family or friend who might be looking for you?” Allura asked him gently when he handed her a blank piece of paper. Caleb shook his head.

He had expected her to send him away, back to the Empire or to an orphanage or school, but instead, she offered up her home to him. She offered him to become her ward and she offered to teach him arcane magic. Caleb couldn’t find it in himself to refuse.

But he knows that kindness, even from the most caring people, can’t last forever. He intends to learn all he can from Allura before she sends him away. He can already tell that she is one of the most powerful mages he’s ever met.  

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*walks into the hphm fandom holding a smoothie after being gone for a few months*:)

So! Im back. Ive been on break from playing or making fanworks for hphm for a while now, purely because of jk fucking rowling. But im back now, and with more Hale content!

I decided to draw hale throught the years, and made her trans! Making her trans wasnt what i intended for when i made this character, but fuck jk. 

Anyway, Trans folk a valid, dont support Jk but feel free to love the characters and the world the bitch made, and i hope you have a good day!

Because your fics are awesome ok >:D

@himiko-yumehellno​ they made another awesome fic called ‘Angel Wings, Painful Words, and a Chance to Try Again’! Its really good so I made a comic asjdhajksdasdj

Its Kokichi, Chihiro, and Chihiro’s father btw :)

sketched one of the incorrect quotes, have no idea why kaito looks like a hot topic employee, anyways here ya go :)

✨Dafaa Incorrect Quotes✨

I realized just how long it's been since the last update and decided to post these. Only fair that y'all get some quotes after the sheer amount of quotes I've made for beta au.

Korekiyo: You ever think about how your skeleton is always wet?

Shuichi: I wish I never had but thanks for ruining my life.

Kokichi: Don't worry! There will come a time when it's not.

Shuichi: Thanks! Even worse.

Source: Tumblr

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Kokichi: ... What? It's the truth.

Kaede: Kokichi, saying "It's sad boi hours" is not a constructive assessment of your mental health!

Source: unknown

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Tenko: You're just as competitive as I am!

Kaito: That's ridiculous! I'm more competitive!

Source: unknown

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Kirumi: Whenever Kaito next texts me "We need to talk," I’m just gonna reply "Yes, we do."

Kirumi: Now we are both stressed. Checkmate.

Source: unknown

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Kokichi: This is probably the second weirdest way I've almost died.

Kaito: What was the first?

Kokichi: You don't need to know that.

Kaito: That is... So ominous, are you okay?

Source: inspired by tumblr

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Tenko: We're going to jail!

Kokichi: No, Kaito is going to jail. I'm saying I was kidnapped.

Tenko: That's a good idea. Tenko was kidnapped too.

Kaito: No one was kidnapped. If I'm going to jail, everyone is going to jail.

Source: young sheldon

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Kaede: Everyone always asks me, "How do you handle this class?"

Kaede: The secret is, I don’t. I have no control over them whatsoever. This morning, Kiibo called my name, and when I showed up to see what was going on, Angie shot me in the throat with a nerf gun.

Source: unknown

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Kaito: What is the one thing I ordered you two not to do?

Kokichi and Tenko: Burn the house down.

Kaito: And what did you do?

Kokichi: Made dinner.

Kaito:

Tenko:

Kokichi:

Kaito: ...

Tenko, sighing: And we burnt the house down.

Source: unknown

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Angie: Fun fact: human fingers can detect nano-size objects. This means you not only have the ability to feel a tiny bump the size of a large molecule, but if your finger was the size of Earth, you could determine the difference between a house and a car!

Korekiyo: And yet it's still almost impossible to find the end of the tape.

Miu: Cowards. I can already tell the difference between a house and a car.

Source: tumblr

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Kokichi: Why do you think we're here? Just to suffer?

Kaito: ... All I asked was if you wanted to go to the casino with me.

Kokichi: Oh! Yeah, sure.

Source: unknown

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