Currently Listening To Fhjy Ep 11 And... Oh My...the Secret Sylvan Exchange Scene Is So Dear To Me..

As a senior in high school, I genuinely had to sit down and ask myself if I wanted to continue watching this season. As much as I love that fhjy is exploring this stuff, I am not sure if I am in the right place mentally to have my escape from High School Stress™️ to feature the same High School Stress™️

I genuinely feel so so bad after this episode, I'm so sorry for people still in high school or starting college who are watching Fantasy High Junior Year.

I've been out of high school for almost 6 years and it is still putting me in so much stress.

Giggling season my ass.

I can't wait for it to get bad and funny. Like fighting and monsters and here is our quest bad.

Not "hey here is everything stressful about growing up. Did you know sometimes things are so bad about your situation and the choices you made beforehand that your current mental state is preventing you from doing anything to fix the situation in a meaningful way. And you just have to suffer it. And it might not be enough."

Yeah I've been crying from anxiety for 20 minutes HOW DID YOU GUESS

Me anytime someone says rats:

my dad, sitting outside and watching the rain: omg can you hear the thunder

me, twitching like an actual lunatic:

Rise and Fall of Empires

Thoughts on symbolism, a short history lesson and Details under the cut!

Based on the Gladiateur Mourant by Pierre Julien (1779), I wanted to pick up the Theme of Impera, but, kind of before Impera. The neoclassical theme of the statue sparked the historian energy in me:

Using the antique laurel wreath - but inspired by the one Napoleon, as one of the biggest symbols for Imperialism, wears in paintings, a golden one, instead of one made from the plant - in a homage to both Roman Emperors and later ones, like Napoleon, referencing them, to depict Copia as the ruling figure, the one who built the empire.

The dagger, a roman pugio, too, is a nod to the Antiquity, but the late Republic: It's Brutus' (we know the shape from coins; i just satanised the cross a bit) that he used to stab Caesar, who is so iconic that his name even became the word for emperor in many languages.

I put Copia here in the roles of some famous ruling figures, who, yes, brought their respective empires to new heights, reached a god-like status, but also, ultimately, failed.

But, it's not necessarily an end, a failure, here - the dagger, glowing brightly, as it stabs him through his mark of the beast tattoo. The thought was to maybe make this the end of the Cardinal, who had just ascended to Papacy (old face, old paints) and now fully grows into Papa Emeritus IV, achieving even more. Or something. Maybe it just looks rad. (I put quite a bit of thought into this for once and I actually really like how it turned out; Caravaggio & co are some of my faves; I love Ghost and the roman antiquity and hopefully didn't bore y'all to death with nerd ramblings)

Proof that it sparkles which can't be seen in the edited scan:

What is some iconic imagery from Dimension 20? Like, what is something that you see and instantly think of D20? I want to make some D20 themed earrings ✨️

inspired by this post. at first I couldn't find it, so I recreated it by memory. but I found it again! I think it's just perfect.

@thebandghostofficial

This is exactly how watching the fucjdjfkfb finale felt like .

Hey y'all. Gorgug wrote a song for a special someone.

Oh Squeem

by Gorgug Thistlespring

Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem

Oh, I’m begging you please don’t jump off of my van

Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem

Please don’t leave me even though you can

Your radiance is beyond compare

With crystal shards so blue and fair

With refractive skin and eye of ruby red

Your voice is like a breath of spring

Your facets hard like diamond

And no other can compete with you, Oh Squeem

And I can easily understand

Why you’d choose to jump off of my van

But you don’t know what you mean to me, Oh Squeem

I talk about you in my sleep

There’s nothing I can do to keep

From crying when you call your name, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem

Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem

Please don’t leave me even though you can

Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem

Please don’t leave me even though you can

I had to have this talk with you

My happiness depends on you

And whatever you decide to do, Oh Squeem

And you don’t have to jump off of my van

And I could never love again

‘Cause you’re the only one for me, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem

Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem

Oh, I’m begging you please don’t jump off of my van

Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem

Please don’t leave me even though you can

Oh Squeem, Oh Squeem

i spent too much time in microsoft paint for this

but antichrist copia makes me laugh cause he's so awkward compared to how the previous papas sang about him being like super badass, please

hi everyone i hope you dont mind if i

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"Knowing that the reward for saving the world yet again will be going back to school and having another year of working just this hard forever."

- Dimension 20, Fantasy High: Junior Year, Episode 2

[Image Description:

The Bad Kids are hunkered around a small table in Krom's Diner, digging into their plates of cottage cheese and ice cream, completely exhausted. Kristen Applebees, with her tracksuit unzipped and tied around her waist to show her sports bra and shirt, toys with her fork and watched the cheese fall from its prongs. Her phone rests on the table, face up, and glows purple as Cassandra continues to message her sole follower.

Gorgug Thistlespring is sat next to her, not bothering with his mostly-cleared plate, and is instead staring down at his phone. His headphones rest around his neck, his goggles up on his hair with a slight mark from where he's been wearing them on his face, and he's wearing his grey hoodie. Riz Gukgak is peeking over his arm at the screen, curious, and is sandwiched between him and Fabian. He appears to be the most awake, always too wired in to properly show his exhaustion until he is overwhelmed and already searching for the next mystery to solve.

Fabian Seacaster is fully zoned out, staring off into space, and is sat with both his arms on the back of the seating behind his friends. There is a small bandage on his jaw and various bruises are littered over his skin from his tumbles under the wheels of the van. Adaine Abernant, on the level of tired where she looks slightly manic, is floating her utensils over his head in a blue glow to amuse herself. She's hunched over with poor posture, also ignoring her food, and entirely focused on her spellcasting as if it's the only thing keeping her both awake and sane.

Fig Faeth is chewing a large mouthful of her cottage cheese and ice cream, leaving splatters on the table and her shirt, but the tiredness is catching up on her. There is a large bandage over the back of her right hand, soaked with blood, from where she'd let a hit land from a balista.

The sun is rising and the sky is warm colours as Elmville wakes up, ready to start another day and herald the new year of school. The Bad Kids, with no fanfare or greeting party for saving the world yet again, are well aware they will not have time to sleep before their first day of school.]