Its So Funny To Me The Dynamics Between The Supposed Narrative Foils Of The Rat Grinders/bad Kids, Cuz

its so funny to me the dynamics between the supposed narrative foils of the rat grinders/bad kids, cuz you got:

kipperlily has been beefing with riz since FRESHMAN YEAR apparently??? (girl what could he even have DONE to you lmao) meanwhile riz didn't even knew she existed until this year and besides some suspicion has just been aiding kristin's presidential campaign, not even running himself.

fig is leading ruben down a winding rabbit hole of psychological torture as she manipulates him as a little goth girl he is in love with. theyve interacted as themselves maybe like once.

mary ann absolutely clocks gorgug on their first meeting, proceeding to inspire an anger in gorgug rivaled only by telemaine and his parents' sex robots, meanwhile mary ann continues to just not give a shit

ivy and fabian having the most toxic flirtatious relationship known to man (fabian has a type)

kristen recognizing in buddy "oh hey, this is what she could've been", having the most passive aggressive back and forth on the nature of religion, then getting expelled by his grandfather

meanwhile oisin and adaine seem to be the only ones who actually seem to like eachother lol

Creepy little freak

and what if i cry?? what then?

RICK PERRY THE GENIUS YOU ARE

I’d like to think all the other teachers at Aguefort hate Bobby Dawn’s ass immediately.

Porter is giving him death glares in the staff room. Tiberia doesn’t even acknowledge him whenever he’s in her line of sight. Lucilla, who is usually so kind, gives him side eyes in the hall, cuz bard classes are so gay and he’s homophobic. Jace avoids talking to him at all costs despite technically being the only person Bobby can go to for questions about the job. Henry seems more timid but even he is clearly upset at at this man’s general existence. And those are the ones who aren’t even openly hostile.

Zara only does night classes but whenever she does sees him she hisses. No one’s ever seen Terpsichore angry, but they have now. He made some of the younger queer students cry and Jawbone yells at him in full view of the student body. Corsica is so so close to beating this man up. They all miss Yolanda

Still surprised Cassandra didn't break Obliviati Mori on accident

oisín hakinvar my mind is spinning with thoughts of you. you’ve gotten buff over the summer maybe for your own sake, but if the talented and beautiful diviner you’ve had a crush on since that first history of glyphs class one thursday morning in freshman year notices your tats and says hey, then what a win! right? who cares if you feel like she’s hiding something? or she runs away from you. or your party rogue gets bossier and angrier and you feel like she’s hiding something for you too. you keep a low profile, get bored in the auditorium while your crush’s friends do all these crazy bits—they’ve been killing it helping their party cleric campaign for student president, by the way—and you’ve had the lot you have for long enough to know that especially when she doesn’t get what she wants, kipperlilly gets mad. now she’s mad enough to cuss her opponent out in front of both your parties and. well. you aren’t by any means inexperienced, but you haven’t saved the world thrice. so you try to deescalate before this becomes a real shitshow and you just. watch as these intrepid heroes all square up in their cleric’s defense. and maybe something nags at the back of your mind, of a fight, of giants and sweetness and a cable knit sweater stained with blood, or maybe it can’t because you can’t remember the truth, or maybe or maybe or then their rogue starts hissing at you? you’ve met him maybe once? anyway. with all that over, oisín! your crush, the literal elven oracle, says she thinks you’re cool! you catch her eye, or try to, while her friends aim her head your way, and despite that, or maybe even because of it, you ache a little for a friendship as comfortable and familiar as theirs. but you have the lot you have. so you send an apology through a pointed finger and walk away.