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SORRY sorry. i need a minute. i just remembered hob was never really written originally to fall in love, and that at the same time that in-fiction hob was taken off guard by what he began to feel for rue, at-table brennan himself had been blindsided by what was unfolding. hob was meant to be a plothound. a benevolent busybody. a sleuth. for hob's writer, his creator and god, love was never considered as a part of his story, and yet it came to him anyway. and yet it slipped in through the space between the periods in his name. and yet it found him in the dark cold of his tent and held him in warm arms. k.p. hob is a character who, pulled gently by the hand of another, stumbles, falls, and then runs away from the future that had been imagined for him. what a thing a story can be when it's cracked open by love.
Knicholas Pnackolas deserved so much more.
Endless ACOFAF Captain Hob, My feet are still gliding from dancing with you last night at the ball. I am feeling overjoyed, incredibly grateful, and absolutely lucky to have you by my side that night. That experience was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. To share a moment with you, absolutely magical. And I must admit my feet still hurt from when you stepped on them as I was teaching you how to do the Electric Slide. And in those moments where I saw you look down at your feet, frustrated that you couldn’t get something perfect right away, I realized, this is the person I love. Those quiet moments, those moments of your genuine curiosity peeking through, the kind way that you held me, you asking me if I was all right and if I needed anything at all. I want to have more moments like that with you. I want to know you, Captain. I want to know you like no one else knows you. I want to be the only one to know that you, I don’t know, dance when you’re by yourself or mutter to yourself as you’re making food. I cherish the new delights that I will know about you. And for now, the only thing that will keep me going is four words that you have given me so graciously. Captain Knickolas Pnackolas Hob. Yours forever and always, Delloso de la Rue
4 all the way, I am not okay and currently imagining how to tattoo Hob's speech on my heart
Tag yourself, which face from tonight are you?
Guide:
Personally I am 8
The likelihood of this being a part of my as previously established metal of Hob's honor tattoo... very high
“i will not squander it hoping for more, i will not spoil it hoping for more”
Listening to Somebody to Love by Queen in preparation for what will inevitably emotionally wreck me with the finale of A Court of Fey and Flowers
I have a strong feeling that before Hob found Andhera in the library, he was just ripping up the goblin tent trying to find a letter, the letter from Rue. My man has been stressed and pressed trying to figure out what the hell he missed for a while before just going head first into his problem... like a king of uncertainty
Ps is it just me who thought he would wear a traditional billowing white undershirt with like a thot slit to show his chest after the forsaking of the Goblin court, not full nakey
Playlist mix for #battlemasterofceremonies
One for BINX and Andhera will come later