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Spider brainrot

I've seen this before but he did his hair in the dreads to try and mimic Jake; no one ever really taught him how to maintain or care for his hair. After getting taken, his hair is in such bad condition they shave it to his scalp.

It grows back curly and darker than he expected. It takes a while to thicken but Kiri rubs salves and oils into his hair to help. When its finally back in decent shape she and Tsireya go to town braiding an styling it.

He ends up with longer hair eventually that is in Viking braids to the back of his head, then it's a messy bunch of curls down to his shoulders.

Once he is accepted into the family, Neytiri helps him braid in family beads to remind him that he's theirs now. It's small but she needs him to know she's there.

Tuk likes to collect shells and pretty stones to make jewelry and she ends up using some to braid into his hair - her other siblings don't let her but Spider can seriously not say no to her

He and Tsireya get along a lot better than anyone expected

After getting tortured and having to deal with so much so fast, her calming presence does really well for him. Plus, he has all the blackmail she could want on Lo'ak

They also are both secret gossips and will sneak away for "lessons" where they ride her ilu and talk shit

Rotxo takes a special liking to Spider and it freaks Ao'nung and Lo'ak the fuck out

Netyam (cause he's alive here bitch) is hovering constantly trying to make sure he's not getting bullied but they just genuinely vibe together

Rotxo has a crush on Spider and Kiri. They both know about him liking the other but not themselves.

Spider is demi/bi, Kiri is demi/ace, Lo'ak is bi, Neteyam is gay, Tisreya has no damn clue, Ao'nung is bi but closeted, and Rotxo is pan.

About half the younger na'vi love Spider cause funny little monkey boy and y'know, life is already weird and the other half woul lowkey drown him if left alone

That goes for Lo'ak too but that's just cause he's a little shit

Thinking about a baby Wylan who sets tiny traps all through the mansion. A loose nail on a floorboard, a tiny bell too close to the door dangling from a crooked light, a tiny chiseled hole in the door, and a tiny scrap of medal in the doorknob to jingle when it’s touched. Tiny things all over the mansion, mostly harmless but some just hints of the pain his father causes, acting as a desperate little security alarm for a terrified little boy.

How he grows up and they grow with him. How these little tricks feel like friends when they’re the only thing protecting him.

Wylan Van Eck sets them and Wylan Hendricks(-Fahey) takes them apart with a smug partner at his side.

Wylan with friends now, a real family, who disarms the inside protections and fills it with emotional ones. How it’s suddenly too loud with laughter to hear a little bell and how he doesn’t need it anyway. The only security lingers outside when the first people in his life step in to protect him first. Real security, not traps scattered in the floorboards.

The look on Jespers face as they take them apart lingers but the hurt doesn’t. The pride sticks - the strength of surviving fills the halls but it’s not alone. He’s not alone.

Just thinking about a Wylan who was always a fighter, even when he was small and scared. How he survived and finally made home a real one.

As per my last post on their kids, I said they want a lot of kids hence the higher numbers. If you have specific ideas please tell me!

No one ever point this out to Charles - something something his parents making love painful and Charles clawing his way out of the cycle

I know we make jokes about Edwin’s harem but it’s deeply tragic how every man who has ever desired Edwin romantically has also hurt him in profound ways. Simon is the reason Edwin was sent to hell. Monty abused his trust and nearly got him and Charles killed. The Cat King manipulated his repressed attraction and leashed him like a pet, keeping him trapped in a town with a murderous witch. All the while, the man Edwin actually loves, the man who has been nothing but kind and gentle and devoted towards him, does not love him back. Not in that way. Something Something Love is a punishment for not having been strong enough to remain alone.

Look I know we’re not getting shit with the episode count now a days but obsessed with flashbacks to the people the ghosts loved in life. Like let them haunt the narrative PLEASE

Janet whose father spirals, always thinking of how he could have saved her if he forced her to stop. Getting worse and worse, doubling down on his beliefs even as he crumbles. Her brother, forced into the role she dreamed of. Knowing that every step he takes leaves her bloody footprints behind him. How she feels so forgettable but her shadow has been at every one of her family’s shoulder for decades. Her father dying at the hand of incompetence and feeling her fingers dig into his flesh knowing she would have been great. That his faith in a twisted falsity won’t forgive him. The eyes in the fire burn their skin and scorch their pride.

Rhonda who so clearly left love behind. Her best friend seeing her in every blur in her peripheral. How the lyrics turn acidic in her mouth, how she hears a snort and “seriously, cherry pop?” every time but her voice is so, so hoarse. How the gravel in her own burns like hands on her own skin. Rhonda who stuck her classmates to the core. It had to be her fault, had to be, or else it could be them. Or it could be theirs. Rhonda who is swept away but holds an iron grip on their shoulders. Who watches over every failure with the surety that she would have been better. Her parents, crushed under the loss of the only good thing they ever did. Marjorie’s voice lingers and generations feel her fingers over their throat; a lost mystery that drags them forward.

Wally being the fragility of their own lives. Untouchable and above it all, dying in an instant with a broken neck and the promises he was made. The future they were so sure he had, the way he could have made it. But no one knew him. Every story is empty, every memory wrong, he’s forgotten even with a thousand retellings and a blaring stadium named after him. His mother standing in the moment he had. Lost in a split second loop even as decades move past her. How he moves on before they do, haunting because of what they lost in him and no one remembering what he lost for himself. A life lived and mourned for others.

Charley who was swept under the rug. Who no one wants to think of. Who makes them consider their cruelty, they humanity. Who died surrounded by people, knowing they coaxed him into death with kicks and laughs. How an accidental death with no murderer is still a trial of human cruelty. Emilio, aching for years at his own naivety, trying to be better, to make it better for the next Charley. Except Charley is always there (actually this time) and he still can’t hold on. Moving on and feeling every breath stolen from someone else’s lungs. How one boy meant nothing and said so much about people who never saw him. His parents, asked the question of would they rather a dead or gay son but knowing there was never a choice cause they were one and the same and maybe that’s their fault. Emilio holding his husband, seeing baby Charlie on the monitor, knowing a part of him will never not be 17.

Idk if any of this made sense but just give me the people left behind, let them have an impact. I’m losing my mind

I need more of Edwin crawling out of hell, desperate and barely breathing and hurting but thinking about the field behind the school. About the lake and how gorgeous the sun looked on it. How warm the air was. His brother surely having won the war and how proud his parents would be when he made it home (he didn’t) and wanting so deeply and completely to be Edwin again only to stumble into a dark school, cold and unfeeling, hopeful and bursting with disbelief only for it all to be gone. It’s decades later, no one remembered him, the world is gone and then there’s a boy who somehow feels like a piece of him some 70 years later, still quivering and cold and hurting in the attic. Give me an edwin who holds him anyway but feels that little light inside him dim cause dreams are for the living - for boys who still have a future, who don’t know that time doesn’t change anything.

An Edwin who finds it slowly coming back cause that boy found hope again just like him except his never dims, he just holds their lantern tighter and smiles at Edwin like he himself is the sun cause to him he is

something about Wylan having all of his fathers darkness and being so close to dirty hands but kaz died on the shores of the barrel and Wylan was born there

I love how, during the dance sequence, rhonda was so adamant that she would Not join them, but then she rolled her eyes and jumped in. like those are her Boys, they're best friends your honor. she's like their big sister who complains about their shenanigans but then joins the shenanigans with a smile because she loves them dearly and they're the only people that can make her feel like she's having fun.

hey, friendly reminder, spider's iconic bow shot:

was his almost instantaneous reaction to one of the recom's putting their hands on Tuk. He then has to be convinced by both his siblings to put the bow down and keeps it trained on the recom holding Tuk.

when Quaritch approaches Spider, Tuk hisses at him (hard to see in photo cause they were little baby hisses)

when Jake tells spider to get "them" out of there, spider immediatly calls for Tuk (and grabs Kiri)

now for some cuter snippets

and when Tuk goes to egg on and tease Lo'ak, she hides behind her big brother, and Spider looks amused in the way a big brother is equally amused and tired of their little sisters antics (he's probably defended her, whether she was the one who needed defending or not, many times, especially when it comes to Lo'ak)

and she runs for both Kiri and Spider when the war party returns, making it clear she hangs out with them quite often.

my conclusion? she and Spider are besties, no one puts their hands on his baby sister, I rest my case.