Not to make anybody sad but, well...misery loves company, and I'm currently miserably sick, replaying Fable 3 and remembering an old headcanon I have of Walter getting the dog you have in game for the Hobw's first birthday after Sparrow's passing. Jasper was originally against the idea, not fond of the thought of having to clean dog hair off of everything the young princess/prince owns, but when even Logan agrees it could be a good idea, he caves and agrees with the plan, if only to see the Hobw happy once more. It's the first time the Hobw, and Logan for that matter, smile since the Hero King/Queens passing. And if the prince/princess keeps and only ever rides an unusually beautiful mare that was gifted by a certain capitalist industry tycoon, well, nobody raises an eyebrow.
I do find it kinda funny that if you play as a fem hobw you don't get a ladies maid, you still get Jasper. It implies that Logan just doesn't not know enough about other nobility to know that most brothers in his position would have hired a woman to take care of their sisters, not their advisors boyfriend.
looking back at ben finn’s backstory and all that, i’m totally convinced he must be a hero of skill. like idk him being proficient with guns from such a young age without any sort of training. it just kind of makes sense ?? and i know a big thing in fable 3 is like oh you’re the only hero alive but i just don’t buy it tbh. there must be other people who were born with the powers of heroes just out of nowhere. and ben finn really fits the bill honestly.
to me, he just screams ‘hero of skill’.
Something interesting I noticed while rewatching this scene: Aemond looks directly at Viserys when he lies to defend Alicent, but Aegon can barely look at Viserys - he does briefly, for one line (”Everyone knows.”) before looking away again.
Aemond has just gotten definitive proof that his dad does not give one singular shit about him, and his attitude is “well, fuck you too.”
Meanwhile, Aegon is just completely resigned to it. He already knows his dad doesn’t give a shit about him, and he doesn’t want to be the one stirring this pot of shit, but he’s not selling out his mom either.
One of my favorite pastimes is imaging what Fallout would look like if it were based on the present instead of the 1950s. Here are some of my best ideas for this.
• Furry gangs. Lots of them. I haven’t fleshed this out any further because honestly? I don’t need to. Anyway you implement this into the Fallout universe will be perfect. You can’t change my mind on this.
• The Brotherhood of Steel are all weebes who think that Gundam is a historical archive. They saw pictures of the Gundam statues and thought they were real. They also worship Katy Perry’s 2015 Super Bowl Performance as they believe that video depicts a goddess descending to earth to bestow the Gundam with divine blessings.
• The Kings still exist. Nothing about them has changed. They exist in all universes and in all timelines.
• I think there would be more people cosplaying is revolutionary war figures, but I don’t think they’d be on the side of benevolently helping farmers. They’d be terrorists.
• The Tunnel Snakes would be based on the Grease cinematic works, adding Pink Ladies into their midst.
• Their would be a lot more fundamentalist cults. Like soooooo many cults.
• The Children of Atom would be “radiation truthers” convinced that radiation poisoning is a conspiracy cooked up by the shadow government to keep everyone docile.
• Goth gangs. Again, I don’t need to elaborate on this as one of the crucial flaws within the Fallout franchise is the lack of goth girls in fishnets.
I’ll add more as I remember them. Feel free to drop your own ideas below. The stupider, the better. Definitely don’t think about them, the ideas are better raw and unrefined.
i’m not switching between my hyperfixations because i’m autistic, i’m just a whore
the bond between a girl and their favorite fictional man is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object
Preston Garvey doesn’t get enough credit for his tragic backstory not centering on a dead wife. Dare to be different, king