#i deserve a treat for actually typing up something that could lead to more. time to make a cup of tea!
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I’m having way too much fun with these prompts, I apologize in advance if I send too many 🥹
[ TAUNT ] for one muse to flirt with a third party to try and get the other to act possessively. (The one flirting being the MC)
[ TAKE ] for one muse to passionately kiss the other, fueled by jealousy.
And the RO is Cadmus.
I may or may not have an unhealthy love for jealousy and possessiveness 🫣
My beloved anon I forgot about this ask! Forgive me. I hope this is good enough!
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You were aware of his presences but at the same time you did not care. Didn't he disappear for over a month? You couldn't even contact him. You had tried questioning Nightingale, about his whereabouts but she was tight-lipped.
Your eyes flittered over the banquet hall, in boredom. Yesenia was nestled in the arms of Trysten with a smug look on her face. She looked as if she had won the noble prize of the year. The empress clinked, her wine glass gently with her spoon. The banquet hall quieted down as everyone gave her their undivided attention.
"It brings me great joy to see you all gathered here on this special occasion," The empress said earnestly. "It was not too long ago our imperial city was invaded by those cannibalistic fiends. But because of one woman's act of bravery, we're still able to see the heir to the throne reach the age of adulthood. Let us raise our glass to Lady Anaya."
Your eyelids drooped gloomily. To think this scheming bitch would have the audacity to even mention the OH mother. You frowned irritatably. Something tugged at the confinement of your heart, wanting to break free. Your hold tightened on your wine glass until your knuckles turned white. "Pretentious." You spat under your breath.
You pressed your hand against your chest to calm down your racing heart.
"Are you alright MC?" Atticus whispered in your ears. His warm lips brushed against your skin, making you shiver against your will.
"Instructor!" You responded, nervously. You quickly distanced yourself from him. His eyes darkened.
Both your eyes locked and he slowly raised his wine glass to his lips. "Where you expecting someone else?" He asked after donning his drink in one gulp. His angelic light green eyes peered at you in inquiry and doubt. Atticus slowly took a step forward.
There it was again that familiar breath. This was the same feeling you felt when you met, Cadmus the first time. You licked your dry lips, to hide the panic in your eyes. "A little birdie told me today was your birthday, instructor." You blurted out, in hopes of changing the topic.
A look of shock flickered in his eyes. Your fingers curled into your palms. Is it a coincidence, that Atticus and Cadmus birthday is on the same day? Or is it that you're over thinking things?
Atticus expression closed up. "MC you're mistaken."
"Am I?" Your mouth twisted, into a fake smile. "Nevertheless instructor I brought you a gift. I hope you don't dislike it." A beautiful moon-shaped pendant dangled loosely from your fingers.
Atticus fingers trembled. The wine glass crashed to the floor. His lips were pursed into a thin line.
"Would you wear it for me instructor?"
Atticus swallowed nervously. He took a step back, clenching and unclenched his fist, sadness clouded his features. "That is not necessary."
"Instructor you have such a beautiful neck-"
Atticus ears flushed red at your compliment. You couldn't help moving towards him until you were standing toe to toe with him. Unlocking the pendant, you tipped on your toes to place it around his neck. Your fingers grazed against his neck. His hot breath enveloped your entire body, dispelling the chilled air.
"You-"
Atticus didn't even get to finish what he wanted to say. You were wrenched from his arms. Terror overtook your face when you came eye to eye, with a pair of swirling blood red eyes. "Cadmus you're here." You said calmly, with a forced smile.
Cadmus stared at you expressionlessly.
Atticus warm palms clamped down on your wrists holding you captive. Now your body was trapped between two men, who was brimming with hostility. Atticus fingers slowly caressed your wrist soothingly.
"Cadmus Glaurung. I would say it's an honour to meet you, but honestly it's not." Atticus said, with a look of insincerity.
Cadmus snickered. "Atticus Levesque. Long time no see."
The hairs on the back of your neck stood on end. You felt as if you should explain yourself before this escalates. "Cadmus I-"
"Why haven't you claimed them as yet?" Atticus asked coldly. Bright flecks of gold flickered in his eyes. "I am disheartened to think you and I have known each other for eons and not once have you mentioned me."
"Let her go." Gloomy eyes, peered at Atticus. If you weren't standing in the middle of these men, Cadmus would have probably ripped Atticus throat out.
"Or what Cadmus? They belong to me, just as how they you."
Cadmus eyes flashed with indescribable anger. Leaning close, his freezing lips pressed against yours in a bruising kiss. Both your teeth knocked together. But that did not stop Cadmus. He forcefully sucked your tongue into his month. Your legs trembled and you sagged against him. You were most certainly not regretting attempting to flirt with Atticus. Your stomach tingles in anticipation. You wanted this man to toss you on top of the buffet table and claim you infront of Atticus!
Cadmus nipped at your lips with his fangs. "You're still here?" Cadmus asked lazily, with a wide bloodthirsty smile.
Atticus took a deep breath. "You need to tell them the truth. Or I fucking will."
"Remember Atticus, you were the one who clawed your way out of the abyss. I never forced you out!"
"You're a madman! Your possessiveness will lead to their demise once again! Can't you see you're doing them more harm than good......"
Cadmus laughed maniacally."Shut up! Even now you're still gullible. You make me sick." Milky white sparks of light swirled around Cadmus fingertips, with a flick of wrist his sword unsheath itself. The cold light glint off the blade, as it flew towards Atticus with unfathomable speed that could not be seen with the human eyes.
#Cadmus ask#jealousy#possessive red eye man#atticus#i couldn't help myself. As soon as Atticus approached the MC my thoughts flew out the window#i will tackle the other ask tomorrow when my mind is fresh!#This is the second time to try posting this ask#my shitty internet is acting up!#lovely anon#thank you for the ask#banquet#a brief mention of the crown Prince and Yesenia. 👀 they ain't shit.#i deserve a treat for actually typing up something that could lead to more. time to make a cup of tea!#have a good day one and all
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Multi-chapter fic on Ao3
Steve had been enjoying a nice relaxing lounge by the pool despite it being night. He had his hearing aid off and his fruity drink and a romance novel Robin had let him borrow. He was determined to have a good time despite the circumstances.
Someone tapped his foot, scaring the crap out of Steve and making him drop his book and nearly knock over his drink.
It was a fellow cruise passenger and he was saying something. Steve turned his hearing aid back on.
“Sorry, what?”
“I asked why you were out here instead of at the concert,” repeated the man with a smile.
“Oh, um. I’m not actually a fan of metal music. It gives me headaches if I listen to more than one or two songs in a row,” Steve admitted sheepishly.
This stranger was still clearly a metal head, but he looked significantly less scary than most of the ones he had seen so far that day. Everyone Steve met had been nice, but Steve hadn’t felt comfortable telling anyone he wasn’t a fan until now. Maybe because it was just the two of them out here and he was smiling so cutely.
“Not a metal fan? Well damn, not to critique your life choices, but I think maybe going on a metal cruise wasn’t an ideal choice for you? I’m Eddie, by the way.”
“Nice to meet you, I’m Steve.”
There were plenty of deck lounges around, all empty, but Eddie sat down on Steve’s right next to his legs.
“Steve. So Steve, why are you on a metal cruise when you don’t like metal? These tickets were not exactly cheap and there’s no way you missed the theme, it was pretty clearly advertised,” Eddie asked teasingly.
Steve looked Eddie over, noting that he was actually pretty cute. Pretty eyes, nice full lips, dimples, and he was that type of lanky Steve was drawn to. He had good skin and his hair had some volume and texture to it, Steve could work with that. Bit of a fixer-upper, but a better starting point than most of the men that had flirted with him since his last failed relationship. He also had the vibe, so Steve decided this guy would be fine to open up to.
“Well, Eddie, I bought this ticket for my dear friend Dustin for his birthday, but then the little shit went and outed me to my parents. Accidentally, of course, and he feels like shit about it. But still, that got me kicked out of my home so maybe I’m being petty but I decided he shouldn’t get to go on this cruise after all. I forgive him, it really was an accident, but still, gotta teach him a lesson.” Steve shrugged. “And I would’ve gotten the ticket refunded but the money would’ve gone back to my parents and they clearly don’t deserve to get anything back from me. So, instead of trying to figure out how to sell a ticket to a very niche interest cruise, I figured I deserved to just come and treat myself for four days before I have to go back to living in my ex-girlfriend’s basement. It’s actually pretty nice to have the ship to myself while all you guys are in there shaking your heads to loud music.” Steve gestured to the pool and the drink.
“Ex- girl friend’s basement?” Eddie asked.
“Shut up, I’m bi.” Steve smacked Eddie on the arm with his book.
Eddie grabbed the book and looked at it as he replied, “Hey, just checking to make sure I’m not barking up the wrong tree.”
“Oh? Is that what you’re doing, barking up my tree?” Steve said, playfully.
“If you’ll let me,” Eddie flirted back.
“So how come you’re not in the show right now?” Steve asked, gently stealing his book back from Eddie’s grasp.
“Oh, I’m touring with those guys right now, I have heard them play the same set like fifteen times already. I’d much rather be out here getting to chat with you. You know you’re beautiful, right? How come you don’t live with your boyfriend? Or girlfriend?” Eddie asked, quite obvious in his fishing for information.
“I’m single and yes, I do know I’m beautiful, but I still like hearing it. Are you like a roadie or something?”
“Actually,” Eddie said, “I’m the lead guitarist in the headlining band. We play tomorrow night. Can I buy you another drink? Maybe dinner?”
“The, uh, the bill goes to our cabins,” Steve answered, too shocked that an apparently famous musician was asking him out to respond appropriately.
“Baby, I’ll put your entire tab on my cabin if you’ll let me. You are the most beautiful, and dare I say cleanest man on this entire boat. Metal heads are great, but they aren’t really my type.”
Steve takes a sip of his cold drink just to make sure he’s not fallen asleep and dreaming. The ocean is calm and the moon is full and he is most definitely awake.
“And what is your type?” Steve asked.
“Handsome men with soft hands who will let me pamper them,” Eddie said, picking up Steve’s hand and feeling his lack of calluses. He placed a kiss onto each finger tip. “These hands aren’t meant for labor, let me spoil you rotten.”
Well, Steve reasoned, even if this ended up being just a weekend fling, it was going to be worth the price of admission.
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Hello again! Ok, this is kind of mean(?), it's a Steve Harrington x Reader leading to Eddie Munson x Reader with angst prompt 1, 19, 24 and Fluff 6, 19, 22. Steve is dating the reader after Nancy, and she has been in love with him for a very long time, but he never took the time to get over Nancy, so everything he does, he does "the Nancy way" - like getting the reader roses, because that's Nancy's favorite, while Reader's favorite are actually Sweet Peas (but Eddie remembers because he liked the reader from the start and every time she said something, he listened, and remembered)
I love mean. I got a little scared at the beginning because I thought you were going to leave a negative message !!
"What’s the point of trying if it just proves that I’ll never be good enough?”
“This isn’t going to be fixed. You’ve ruined this for good now.”
“You can cut me, bruise me and skin me alive, but you will not take her from me.”
"I can't believe you remembered that" "I remember everything about you"
"I can keep you company till you fall asleep"
Eddie and Y/N have been friends since middle school. When Eddie had a buzz cut and she had braces. Once they made it to highschool and slowly made their way through puberty, their hormones began to grow.
Y/N felt herself falling for King Steve by the time it was his senior year and she was a junior. She's had a crush on him since freshman year but the word love seemed like it fit more as she got older.
For Eddie, his eyes never left her since middle school. He never bothered to look anywhere else. During freshman year he had to accept her type as Steve Harrington, someone he could never be. When they became juniors and she admitted she was in love with him, he knew they would never be. He accepted the idea of them only being best friends, accepting the comfort of being friend zoned.
Eddie hated Steve with every bone in his body. The news that Nancy dumped him traveled fast and Y/N was delighted to hear he was single. Eddie warned her that Steve is on the rebound part of his life and she needed to stay away.
How could she stay away when Steve began to notice her?
She couldn't ignore him when he waved and smiled at her in the hallway. And she definitely couldn't ignore him when he kissed her at a party, even if they both were drunk.
She excitedly told Eddie the news, he wanted to be supportive but he didn't trust Steve. He tried over and over to make Y/N see that if she went after Steve, she was going to get hurt.
That was a risk she was willing to take.
~~
The couple made it official two months after the kiss. They've been together now for around five months.
Eddie kept a close eye on her, making sure she was getting treated the way she deserved to.
~~
Y/N really liked Steve, and she wanted to make him happy. But the longer they were together, the more red flags were being waved in her face. She wanted to ignore them so she could just be happy.
But when her room is decorated with red roses, her heart wants to sink. The thought of her boyfriend getting her flowers made her heart skip, but they weren't her favorite flowers, they were Nancy's.
She tried to hide the disappointment with a big smile and kiss to his cheek. He left with a smile of his own, promising to be back later for their date for her birthday.
She placed the roses in a vase with a sigh.
Eddie walked in her front door like he lived there. A big smile on his face holding a bouquet of sweet peas.
"happy birthday my girl!" He screamed as he put the flowers down and picked her up, spinning her around.
She laughed and begged to be put down.
"I got you your favorite," her face broke into a real smile when he handed over the flowers. They were her favorite flowers.
He eyed the roses weirdly but didn't say anything. He smiled when she took out the roses and replaced them with his flowers.
~~
That was one time Y/N began to see Eddie knew her better than her own boyfriend.
Another time was when Y/N was auditioning for the schools play. She was working hard to score the leading role. She was telling Steve and Eddie all about the songs, dancing, and the costumes. Both listened to her, but one was listening just a tad bit more.
The night of the play she was excited to see her boyfriend and Eddie in the crowd.
Eddie hated sitting next to Steve but Y/N bought them their seats together so he sucked it up for her.
"who is she again?"
Eddie wanted to roll his eyes. Y/N has been talking about this role for months and he can't even remember her character?
When the curtains closed and she ran to her boyfriend at the end, Eddie made sure to look away.
"you did great baby!" Steve congratulated her with a kiss. Eddie wanted to puke.
"yeah Y/N you did great. I don't get why you were worried about the ending scene. The change in the direction was definitely a good call. I'm glad the director took your idea."
Y/N was stunned. She was ranting about her ending scene idea months ago, she forgot she even brought it up.
"what ending scene changed?" Steve questioned.
That hurt Y/N. She told Eddie it months ago and he remembered, she brought it up to Steve last night and he didn't even remember.
Eddie scoffed and sent him a glare.
"your girlfriend changed the whole ending of the play because of her genius mind. Maybe if you paid attention to her, you'd know."
Steve was quick to defend himself. Getting in Eddie's face with his chest puffed out.
Y/N quickly stood between the two, "okay we are on school grounds. Lets relax and take this outside."
As the boys went outside she changed in her dressing room.
~~
Eddie was fuming as the doors closed.
"what the fuck was that? Are you trying to make me look bad?" Steve accused Eddie as he stood over him.
"No you are making yourself look bad. You treat her like shit. I'm not stupid. You are looking for a rebound. I told her to stay away from you. You are only out to hurt her." Eddie was pissed.
He could treat her so much better, so fucking good.
Steve has the girl he always dreamed of, and he doesn't even care.
"that's not true!"
"yes it is! You don't even know her. You just treat her the same way you did with Nancy. You buy her Nancy's favorite flowers, you go to Nancy's favorite restaurant, you take her to Nancy's favorite drive-ins. You don't treat her as her own person. She's so much better than Nancy. She's way more beautiful, loving, and amazing. And you don't even notice the girl you have right in front of you. Too occupied with living in your Nancy fantasies through her!"
Eddie feared he said too much, Steve was going to find out.
"holy shit. You love her don't you?" Eddie went still. He wasn't supposed to find that out.
"you are filling her head to dump me. Why? so she'll run to you? Be the best friend that fixes her heart? You are fucking in love with her!"
Eddie didn't know what to say, everything he said was technically right.
"Eddie? Is that true?"
He wished he could disappear. Y/N stood in her street clothes, softly crying as she looked between the two boys.
Eddie was in love with her? How did she not notice? How did she not see he never once talked about another girl? No crushes. Nothing. He never said a word about anyone.
He swallowed his fears, it's now or never.
"yes it's true. I've been in love with you since middle school."
Her heart broke for him. Guilt filling her body, she can't imagine the hell she's been putting him through.
Steve scoffed, and her head turned to him.
"she doesn't love you dude. And she never will. She's been in love with me for ever. Who do you really think she's going to pick?" She's never heard Steve sound so mean and cruel.
Eddie's body flinched at the words, words he knew were true.
“You can cut me, bruise me and skin me alive, but you will not take her from me.”
Eddie protected her heart all his life, now she wanted to do the same.
"Don't talk to him like that. I can't believe I wasted so many years on you! You don't even like me do you? Just a shell for you to imagine Nancy in?"
Steve knew he was caught.
"What’s the point of trying if it just proves that I’ll never be good enough? I'm never going to be her Steve. This isn’t going to be fixed. You’ve ruined this for good now. And you're wrong. I will always chose Eddie”
She grabbed Eddie's hand and began to walk to his van.
Ignoring Steve's shouts for her to come back.
~~
Once Eddie and Y/N made it back to her house, they stayed silent.
Y/N didn't know what to say. She feels horrible for how Eddie must have felt. And Eddie had no idea what Y/N was thinking.
"I'm so sorry," she broke down into tears. Sobbing painfully to herself.
Eddie acted fast, pulling her into his arms and cradling her head.
"hey there's nothing to be sorry for," he tried to comfort her but she felt even worse.
"no you told me this would happen. You told me I'd get hurt and I didn't care because I was only hurting myself. But if you told me that I'd be hurting you in the process I would have never gone after him."
"hey no. You are not going to blame yourself for this. I could have easily told you about my feelings for you. Okay? It was my choice not to."
She nodded at his words but still felt guilty.
She should have seen it. Eddie remembered everything about her.
Her eyes caught sight of the sweet pea flowers and her heart warmed.
"you always remember the things I never thought anyone would." She admitted.
"I remember everything about you" he confessed as he kissed her head.
"can you remember this one last thing for me?" She asked as she looked into his eyes.
He nodded
"no one will ever take me from you."
~~
A few weeks have passed since her big blowout with Steve. And her feelings for Eddie have gotten more complicated.
She won't lie to herself, she always thought about Eddie in a more than a friend kind of way. She just never thought he'd like her back in that way.
But now she was conflicted because she didn't want him to think she only likes him because Steve and her didn't work out.
~~
So she waited until she was positive she was over Steve.
And when Eddie and her got dragged into the upside down, they had bigger issues to focus on.
~~
Steve silently watched Eddie and Y/N all throughout their journey in the upside down. He watched as they cared for each other.
Y/N practically took off a bats head when it attacked Eddie.
And Eddie practically sliced through venca when it gripped her against the wall.
Steve watched as these two fought to keep each other alive.
He watched her cry when Eddie sacrificed himself, sobbing into his bloodied chest.
~~
He watched from the hallway as she laid in his hospital bed, refusing to move from his side.
He could easily see how much she loved him. And he won't lie, it sucked knowing she could have loved him that much too.
When Eddie finally woke up she practically crushed him in a hug.
Eddie laughed and slightly coughed in pain
"okay crushing me here."
Steve continued to watch through the window. His heart slowly sinking to his stomach when she kissed him.
The final blow was when she whispered:
"I'm in love with you too"
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"it would take a very specific combination of events to witness Levi cry" - can you elaborate or maybe conjure such a sequence leading to witnessing him cry? i feel like if anyone could do crying levi justice, it's you gee.
//ocd symptoms
he HAS to be at his wit’s end. completely broken down by grief to the point that there's so much of it that he thinks he's feeling nothing when he's actually overwhelmed. he has slept eight total hours the last week. he's been drowning himself in work as a result...
perhaps getting chemical burns and sores on his hands from cleaning obsessively—something that helps him unwind at good times but becomes his enemy at the worst because it never feels like enough. he's up at night sweeping the same floor he swept that day because the thoughts are out of control, because he himself has lost control.
(I personally headcanon him not with contamination-ocd but he likes to clean and his anxiety factors in. patterns and perfection give him a sense of comfort and control when it's bad and he feels the need to do more. taps the doorknob after he's locked it, taps his teaspoon a number of times against a cup of tea he made because otherwise his mind is convinced it's poisoned; if he doesn't buckle and unbuckle each one of his ODM belts before going out to training somehow everyone he trains with that day is doomed to die... for examples.)
the point is the habits appear when it gets bad. you notice these. trying to confront him on working/cleaning too much in efforts to steer the conversation into the direction Levi has been dealing with for a week or so now makes him snap at you. normally, Levi isn't the type to raise his voice in spats w you, and the last thing he really wants is to hurt you, but he's being petty to try and push you away. so you don't have to deal with him, to see that he's weak, and he's extremely stubborn about his own independence. asking if he needs help makes him feel pathetic, and so he reacts defensively.
the bottom line is that he hurts you. you choose to give him space, which only gives Levi's grief and self-loathing more room to fester. he's ashamed, and he's so sorry, but he doesn't know how to fix it. his common insecurities become world-ending for him.
and it's probably a minor inconvenience that makes him crumble. he accidentally drops a dish or he folds a piece of clothing wrong the first time and suddenly it's all coming down on him.
thing is, Levi still won't reach out. no matter what, he wants to take care of himself on his own, and refuses to burden anyone because he's supposed to be strong. it infuriates him to be pitied, even though he's in desperate need of comfort.
it's sometime at night when the normal workday is over. you see him again by some obligation like delivering him some papers to sign, and he's of course not any better, but stone-cold and silent. the bags under his eyes speak for themselves.
if you try talking, he's just going to be distant, and angrily confronting him on his recent behavior just confirms what he's been thinking, so he wouldn't argue this time; he comes off aloof and vaguely disinterested when he's really devastated until you at some point leave.
i feel like to get Levi to cry in front of you, you treat him with a silent act of kindness without him asking. like you put away some dust rags he left sitting out for his convenience, but that's not where they normally belong, or you spot an empty teacup on his desk and take it to the sink to be washed.
he's going to glare and ask why you did that, he didn't ask you to, when he really means he doesn't deserve it. instead of arguing or consoling, you plainly ask if he's eaten dinner or not... something so mundane that makes it hit him how bad he's gotten and how much you care.
and he has nowhere to run. no work or errands and he doesn't have the heart to snap again. all that's left to feel is horrible. he swallows visibly... and you coexist for the next few hours, making sure he showers and eats by setting out fresh clothes and making him something. you give him the option, that's all. there's a hard lump in his throat as he stands under the shower spray—he's holding himself together by a thread.
it's really when there's no distractions left, and it's dark. you sort of coaxed him into bed by being there with the sheets untucked after he's out of the shower. you might say, "Why don't you come here?"
and so he lets him do what he needs. climbs into bed and lays with you there in the dark. he feels your steady proximity for the first time since he's been feeling so anguished. meanwhile those familiar dark thoughts are urging him to get up because suddenly he could swear something hasn't been cleaned or something's just the tiniest bit wrong, and he can't stop thinking. but you're right there.
he's actually silent in the embrace you brought him into, which he didn't agree to nor disagreed to. and suddenly the levy just breaks. like the dam that has been cracking over weeks crumbles, and throaty, near-silent sobs begin to wrack his chest, and then his shoulders.
in the dark, with someplace to hide like under the covers or with his face in your neck, he cries. and before he can remember how urgent it is to pacify himself, your hand sinks into his hair and you bring him closer... and you say something, like, "It's okay... I'm right here," and then he's bawling. after so long pushing you away, he's suddenly clinging on as if begging you to stay. they're ugly sobs that are loud enough to hear from the hallway even as he muffles himself in your neck. you comfort him almost wordlessly by stroking his back and telling him to let it go, that you can't imagine how hard it's been for him, and telling him everything he's needed to hear the whole time without realizing it.
so.
tldr; i think he'd have to be overwhelmed... at his very wits end. only when there's no possible way to deal with it by himself anymore and he doesn't let himself break. he just shatters.
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Ooooh, just saw your Self Aware!6 and I love how you portrayed him! You mentioned that he can hear the player, but not see them, right?
What if 6 encounters a player who has him as their favorite character (yk putting him as the main character in the interface), hearing them gushing about how 6 looks so handsome and how they prefer him over 37 and the people at Apeiron, mumbling about how he doesn't deserve the trouble, and actually rooting for him reading his event story? Basically just talking about him, unaware that 6 could actually hear them.
Anyways, I'll let you cook <3
;R1999 6 - Self-Aware AU (2)
Compilation of headcanons about how a self-aware 6 would react to a Player who gushes over him. Related to this Self-Aware AU post.
ty for your ask, nonnie! sorry if this isnt what you were hoping for, I cant exactly see a character like 6 enjoying this sort of treatment!
Right away, I think this sort of thing would make 6 extremely uncomfortable.
We know how he feels about receiving attention or being on the spotlight, how he prefers to stay by the sidelines and only put himself out there when others need mediation or whenever his people require him to play the role of leader--so to have a voice constantly praising and gushing over him would be really tiring. 6 is the type of person who enjoys--perhaps it's better to say that he needs--time alone, with nothing but his thoughts and some peace and quiet, after all.
Is this, somehow, his unchecked ego? Are these his own deepest thoughts manifesting as a voice coming from above, muddling the truth? No, that can't be. 6 knows that his self-esteem and opinion on himself is much more humble than this.
Once he finds out about the existence of the Player, he grows even more confused. Or rather, a bit more timid now that he knows you're watching over him, scrutinizing and observing each and every gesture, every little thing he says. He's your favorite character for reasons he cannot even fathom--not due to a sense of inferiority or inadequacy, but genuine confusion. Did he mess up somewhere? He's not supposed to receive this much attention beyond his contributions to the main story.
I think 6 would be indifferent to any comments about his appearance. His entire bloodline is praised for their unique complexion, this isn't new at all. Comments about how the Player prefers him over 37 or the people of Apeiron--HIS people, HIS community--wouldn't sit well with him, since they're people he cherishes and considers important, even if he keeps his distance from them.
Overall, treating him like this and putting him on a pedestal just further enforces those themes of isolation from the previous post, so to speak!
A much younger 6 would've definitely appreciated the support, to have someone in his corner, especially after losing his aunt to the Revelation. But I like to think that 6 as he is right now is mature enough to recognize the importance of everyone else's points of views. He, more than anyone, understands that he had his faults and that his actions should have consequences, and his humble and pacifist side would also lead him to defend the actions of others, such as 210, despite the previous tension between them. There's a reason his number represents harmony!
And because he represents harmony and perfection, I think he would just tolerate this for a long time. He's spent years in isolation, he's had people talk at him about things he cannot find himself to care about--this is no trouble at all. 6 would simply sit there, or go on about his day as you ramble about him. But I can see him wishing to be turned into a painting in the main screen as often as possible, just for a moment of reprieve.
The more you praise him, the less he talks.
For 6 to truly listen what you have to say, you'll have to talk about something that isn't him. He is curious, especially when he catches you murmuring about other things, such as your next strategy to win this UTTU Special Week, or complaining about the lack of materials to level up others.
I think what 6 would like the most is catching glimpses of the life you lead when you're not focusing on the game, when you complain about responsibilities and how eager you are to unwind by playing the game, when your pet interrupts and you stop playing to shower it with attention and love... These small, fleeting flashes of who you are when no one else is around. Aside from this, he would also love to hear your opinion on the events of the game, without this obvious favoritism for him--what do you think of the allegory of the cave? Do you ever wonder about your soul number?
These are the things that would get 6 to slowly warm up to the idea of the Player watching over him, that would get him to speak back to you one day, on impulse or on purpose. And only once 6 sees you as more than a distant voice, when you finally bond with him in a more meaningful way, perhaps your praise will actually mean something to him. Perhaps he will thank you directly with a small smile, perhaps he will ask you to explain why you feel so strongly about him, genuinely curious about your point of view.
But in the mean time, silence is a virtue.
#reverse 1999#reverse: 1999#reverse 1999 x reader#reverse 1999 6#6#self aware au#6 wouldnt like this type of stuff#but you know who would?#diggers. he would eat this shit up#he would love to have his very own disembodied voice hyping him up and agreeing with him. the guy needs a single win
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WORTHY ACCOMPLISHMENTS !
✾ SUMMARY. | how would your significant other react to your accomplishments? big or small?
❁ FEATURING. | ayato, thoma, scaramouche/wanderer & itto
✿ ADDITIONAL WORDS. | first work on this blog! special thanks and mentions to @seelestia and @thatjadedhotmess for the character suggestions!
edit 1: I don’t particularly like this like at all, but I wont scrap it since I feel that others may feel differently about it, maybe? I was going to add more characters but i lost motivation midway, apologies for that :( (scaramouche + purple is so amazing yes i know he’s anemo but STILL)
ITTO would want to celebrate your accomplishments by throwing parties hosted by the Arataki Gang themselves (Shinobu doesn’t approve of this at all). Even the smallest accomplishments will earn a party planned out by Itto, he feels that all of your achievements should be appreciated in a fun and “appreciating-enough manner”.
Of course, you would think that a party for something as small as beating him in an Onikabuto battle was too.. far-fetched. You soon confronted him about it, “At least throw a party when I’ve beat you in something that isn’t Onikabuto battles.” you would state. You beat him every time, but to avoid any more unnecessary parties being thrown, you sometimes lose on purpose. Once stating this fact to Itto himself, he was absolutely flabbergasted that you couldn’t help but feel a little bad. But then you were reminded of the look on Kujou Sara’s face when she asked for you to ask Itto to tone down the number of parties he was throwing “without any particular reason”. You were only glad that Itto hadn’t been around to hear her words. To save her some trouble, you kept the actual reason a secret.
Firstly, AYATO would want to hear all the details of your achievement, what did you do? How did you do it? Was it difficult? If it happened before his eyes—he would come up with an excuse just to hear your voice. If you were the type to ramble, he wouldn’t dare to stop you from doing so.
He would drop a few words of praise, congratulating you on your accomplishment with a smile that you weren’t ever able to read. He was definitely planning something, the look in his eyes wasn’t all too innocent like everyone would’ve guessed. You pointed it out, hoping he’d give you even a subtle hint. He responded with another smile and a quick kiss to your forehead. As confused as you were, the loving action only made your cheeks warm. The next morning, you were surprised to see a large bouquet of flowers at the kitchen table with a note attached to it.
“In honor of your accomplishment, shall we go out for dinner this evening, love? :)”
THOMA would use your accomplishment as an excuse to have a self-care day because as he claims, “You deserve it.” When you came rushing to him that day with the widest smile spread across your face, he couldn’t help but have you tell him all about it (just like Ayato). His encouraging words and praise seemed never-ending, if Thoma were a stranger, you would have assumed that his trail of positive words were fake.
You both had decided to go out to eat, visit your favorite places in Inazuma, go shopping, and once you got home it was Thoma’s duty to make sure you were relaxed and comforted. It was the least he could do to appreciate your hard work. He constantly reminded you of that each time you tried to assist him in helping with the dishes, cooking, or even laundry. “You deserve some time off, don’t worry about me!” — of course as much as you would like to have your hands empty for the entire day, you acknowledged that Thoma worked just as hard as you did. Therefore leading to you dragging him away from chores in order for him to spend time with you instead. You kept a note to yourself to give him a self-care day soon as well, it was the least you could do because he treated you so well.
SCARAMOUCHE would show no particular reaction to your accomplishment, which ended up upsetting you. You knew that hoping for too much would be your biggest mistake in a relationship with him, but you couldn’t help but want him to at least acknowledge your hard work.
This eventually led to you subconsciously ignoring him for a while. He undoubtedly noticed the sadness in your eyes as you walked past him one evening. Then it all clicked and he finally realized why you were so miserable. He charged into your room a few minutes later and cupped your cheeks. He gave you a quick kiss before muttering the words “good job.” loud enough for you to hear before marching out of the door. Your rapidly beating heart and your warming cheeks weren’t helping but you chased after him nonetheless. You grabbed his wrist and wrapped your arms around him, trapping him in your grip. He loudly sighed and avoided your gaze. Trying not to focus too much on your face, he looks at the ground instead. He let out another few words before releasing himself from your warmth. “I’m.. sorry for not saying anything earlier.” You knew that the last thing he wanted to do was to sound small, but he did anyway. That let you know that he was being genuine. You wanted to tease him about how adorable he was being, but now wasn’t the right time for that.
#[ 🌱 ] % nahida’s blessing!#ayato x reader#scaramouche x reader#thoma x reader#itto x reader#ayato x you#scaramouche x you#thoma x you#itto x you
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5 things i'm able to rant about for an hour without preparation, or, the brainworms tag game
thank u @thirstyforred ☺️
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i think i'm quite predictable, but lemme try
1. yeah, this one takes the top spot here too, surprising nobody. the witcher, text, lore, metatext. or however it's called when the writer had a goal and we all have to live with his increasingly more nonsensical way of reaching it. everything about it makes me go insane and what perhaps the most is the way people - and i now mostly mean writers other than Sapek - handle the material after him. the good and the bad. these books and whatever came out of them thematically touch me like nothing else does and i can't imagine a world where the attachment i have to it all didn't exist. an hour would barely suffice to get started.
2. art and art history. obviously, so i don't have to type a whole lot here. i always did it, i studied it, it's a fundamental part of me. if we ever go to a museum, give me something to chew on so i don't yap the whole way through.
3. meteorology. i just think they're neat meme but it's clouds and our atmosphere. it's a bit deeper than that though, i grew up in a gliding environment and this was an omnipresent, crucial part of it. my interest in severe weather resparked a couple years ago so now here i am, running out of the house whilst sick to take pictures of a thunderstorm. don't ask me about tornadoes.
4. the elder scrolls, with the clarification that i am very very far from actually knowledgeable about it. but it, for me, exists in a funnily similar place as the witcher when it comes to including ideas and themes, but also author and intent in how i look at these works. this would lead me to a whole tangent on how nothing exists in a vacuum and triple A videogame writing, probably. i really enjoy creating characters in this universe, maybe more than any other (they don't know i have like 30 tes ocs...), but keep the brainworms in check on purpose because if i cared about another thing at the mercy of corporate interest as much as i already do about that one, i think not even touching grass could help me.
5. i'm not sure if this is the best descriptor or if it deserves its own spot but...people? fandoms and cliques, how art is perceived and treated. how class and classism play into that. i feel strongly about these things because i find people fascinating and spend too much time on the internet, but i'm also who i am and interacting with people will sometimes inevitably make me ponder these things. it's why i put "theme shitaboutgiver" in my bio here tho so i guess gamers give me enough of a headache to warrant a spot on this list.
i also wanna know what vexes the rest of strays so consider yourselves tagged frens 🌼
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[ I don't know how to the preface this otherwise, but in the hopes of not getting more anonymous questions about my recent hiatus and the personal issues that lead to it I'll leave a list for the asker(s) to read at their leisire. I will only mention the things I'm comfortable and willing to, and- unless something in regards to both the situation and my own feelings change- I will not be addressing any part of it publicly in any way going forward. ]
[ No one has any obligation to pity me or even read this. I don’t know what to tag this as- it doesn't really contain any of the typical triggers- so please exercise caution if you decide to read anyhow. Readmore-ed for the sake of not taking up too much of the dash. I am going to be inactive for a few hours at least as this was difficult to type out, but I'm fine and I will be fine- I know saying "don't worry" doesn't necessarily stop anxiety, but I will reassure as such anyhow. ]
I have memory issues. Part of them is definitely due to ADHD, but it doesn't seem like that's the only cause. Whatever the whole problem is, my memory started failing more and more towards the middle of last year, seeming the worst I could remember them being in November-early December. Obviously since I have memory issues, I can't say for certain that they had actually reached the worst they'd been as I have no solid recollections to compare with. This point lead to, or exacerbated a few others on this list.
Towards the beginning of last year I think it was, my suspicions of being aromantic reached a peak and I decided to try the label on. I was in a relationship at the time, and I was transparent about it with my then-partner (still tied as best friend with the members of our mutual real life friend group.) I told him I fully understood if he wanted a mutually romantic partner, and a few days later he told me he did and we returned to just friends. Months later, I'm having doubts about being aro again; I think what I experience is a mixture of my autism and personal problems with romance that I need to unpack on my own. What upsets me most about this point is that I seem incapable of starting that conversation with him as I feel he deserves out of respect, and it feels like I'm disrespecting him furthermore by being afraid when he's done nothing to justify that in the almost 10 years I've known him.
Related to the above point; when I told another friend outside of Tumblr and real life circles that I think I might be aromantic, I discovered firsthand that they're aphobic. For over five years now, I never knew them to be bigoted in any way. Obviously I've cut all ties with them.
Both my mother and grandfather have had multiple health scares last year- some were preexisting for my grandfather, but the three with my mother are all very new. All are being treated and handled well, but that won't stop my anxiety from trying to convince me otherwise.
During that aforementioned November-December period, I was extremely paranoid of forgetting things and kept feeling like I'd forgotten something important I'd promised to do for someone. To my knowledge, I hadn't, but I was thoroughly convinced.
Worth mentioning as a preface for this point that I rarely remember my dreams, and have some kind of disorder that effects my ability to reach REM sleep in the first place. Also during that period, I had a number of vivid but realistic nightmares that I couldn't remember were only nightmares. I hesitate in fear of sounding overdramatic, but for a couple weeks I more or less had false memories. I still can't place if some things did actually happen. This has happened before, but I've always been able to dismiss things as dreams before.
Once more during this period, I had managed to forget the identities of some individuals in part responsible for some actually substantial drama (meaning beyond the typical petty things most see), also involving two now former friends. I made another mistake in panicking when confronted with screenshots I wasn't in of a server neither of them were in and reacted closed off and reluctant to share any information one way or the other. I absolutely will not be divulging anything about the pair. Regardless of my feelings or want to apologize, I respect that I hurt them and their desire not to speak with me anymore- and especially their privacy.
I have been stalked out of a different rpc years before I entered this one. A member of that community that assisted in stalking me reached out around the same time as the above point. This is small and it's stupid that it had the effect on me that it did, but I figure it's related and thus worth mentioning.
Several of my co-workers left last year, revealing some not great practices going on behind the scenes of what is essentially my ideal job and one I wanted since I was a kid. I still have the job, and while I haven't experienced any of the issues firsthand to my knowledge- none were extreme or too bad, but the fact anyone was mistreated upsets me- I still feel guilty occasionally for not only keeping the position but enjoying it. I can't remember exactly what some of the mistreatments were, either, which makes me feel all the more guilty.
One of our regulars at my job died in the building last year. I didn't know of the fact until the next day despite interacting with that regular at least three times I can remember the day they died. There have also been a number of emergencies regarding patrons in a comparatively short span of time this last month. I am incapable of worrying about myself, and thus my anxiety has latched onto the wellbeing of my coworkers.
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boog what is your fav sk show
I may have taken forever to answer this, but that's because I've been THINKING ABOUT IT CONSTANTLY!!!
In all honesty, I can't pick ONE favourite, but I'll give you a little list (in no particular order mind you)
The first sk musical I ever watched was The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals (probably a few months after it originally came out???) and it will ALWAYS be one of my favourite musicals of all time. It's funny, the premise is unique and inventive, the score is PHENOMENAL, and THE PERFORMANCES??? Corey as Bill made me SOB (and still does if I think about him and Alice's story too hard). Now that the productions rights are out and I'm headed to uni and they have a theatre club there... 👀 (It probably won't happen but a Boog can dream)
I also LOVE LOVE LOVE Twisted. Yeah it's silly, but also absolutely devastating. It would be an understatement to say I'm obsessed with Dylan Saunders' performance as Jafar. Twisted is my Roman Empire. I think about No One Remembers Achmed at least five times a day. AND JEFF BLIM AS FREAKY ALADDIN??? HIS JEKYLL AND HYDE MOMENT??? IS FOREVER ENGRAINED IN MY PSYCHE. And also just the Disney villains montage type thing they do is iconic and wonderful and 'If I Believed' is the only song ever actually.
I also just love The Hatchetverse as a whole. Black Friday was a real treat and I absolutely freaked out when I found out Dylan was in it, and was still absolutely astonished by his performing as Tom. That man is MAGICAL. A lot of people put "what tim wants" and "if I fail you" pretty low in their song rankings but like... They are EVERYTHING to me. Also KIM WHALEN??? A FELLOW GINGER SOPRANO WHO IS JUST SO GORGEOUS AND TALENTED AND I LOVE HER??? Also Jon as Wiggly is HORRIFYING and seeing him go from Paul in tgwdlm straight to Wiggly was JARRING. Linda Monroe is also ✨iconic✨. (I could ramble about this musical forever). It was definitely different in some ways than TGWDLM and was more serious tonally, but I really enjoyed it (and the music is AWESOME).
Trail to Oregon is also great!!! It's so silly and I LOVE seeing Joey Richter scurry back and forth putting on different hats to play almost the entire ensemble. Corey as Cleetus and the grandpa (Titty Mitty in the proshot) was phenomenal, and Lauren Lopez as Craphole is probably one of my favourite roles she's ever played. My absolute favourite moment of this entire musical is Joey Richter playing the baby buffalo whose family is about to get slaughtered. Baby buffalo Joey lives rent free in my mind. Also the best theatre blooper of all time comes from TTO (Joey forgetting his lines in independence my beloved)
NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE. THE SOUNDTRACK. THE SOUNDTRACK. I haven't watched this one as many times as the others, and it hasn't been around for as long so I don't think I've fully grown to appreciate it yet (and that's saying A LOT because I LOVE NPMD). ANGELA AS GRACE CHASTITY??? HELLO??? SHE IS EVERYTHING??? AND MAX JAGERMAN??? All of the performances in this are absolutely incredible. ALSO FINALLY GETTING MARIAH AS A LEAD IN A STARKID SHOW??? AS SOMEONE WHO'S BEEN IN THE FANDOM SINCE TGWDLM??? WE WERE WAITING SO PATIENTLY FOR THIS AND HOLY SHIT DID IT PAY OFF. Peter Spankoffski is everything and Cool As I Think I Am is ALSO everything. And omg Richie Lipschitz. I need to see him again in a nightmare time episode or something because that boy deserved SO MUCH BETTER!!! I think the score for this one was also incredible, and it was a super fun musical!!! It didn't permanently fuck up my brain and ruin my life like I was afraid it would, which disappointed me at first honestly, but it's nice to have a hatchetfield story that doesn't result in the immediate end of the world (although grace is totally gonna fuck shit up let's be honest).
Also I LOVE Nightmare Time. So much. Especially characters like Miss Holloway??? She. Is. EVERYTHING. Killer Track and Time Bastard are probably some of my favourite episodes, and I just think the effort put into the writing and editing and everything about nightmare time is just awesome. Hoping we get more down the line ✨🙏✨
I've also watched some of AVPM but I don't think I finished it. HOWEVER, Granger Danger is a certified BANGER and is also everything to me.
Thank you for coming to my TED BOOGtalk
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RANT BLOG OF RICK AND MORTY SEASON 7 EPISODE 10
Spoilers under da cut or whateva
And a extreme horribly cringe rant, cringe but free from judgement I am embracing it😔
Jesus, CHRIST.
LITERALLY I SCREAMED, I just. Oh my God!? I WAS LIKE REALLY!? IS DIANE COMING BACK!? but no sadly no.. but the writers gave us something we wanted even tho it wasn't real. BUT HOLY SHIT MORTY ☹️
When his fear was having rick die, I think it was more of a momental fear where it was just more of a concern than fear? But then it turned out to be him not being accepted, I think, THEN it turned out he feared that he'd be replaced ☹️ I think after all this time seeing other versions of morty's dying left and right he'd eventually be replaced too, I mean tell me about it. Rick doesn't need him anymore to kill rick prime right? So maybe post event morty felt less valuable to him that he probably start fearing that one day he'd just die and rick wouldn't care and it's just so sad :( I mean rick is probably morty's first ever friend and someone he can actually trust. And it's just so heartwarming to see both morty's and Rick's development as a duo and as themselves,
Season 1 started off as Rick with one set on goal, to kill rick prime. And concidering morty back then he obviously was so new to all of Rick's antics and so as morty grew up during the seasons he grew more confident and independent from rick
I MEAN HE LITERALLY TOOK A FLYING BIKE TO GO BACK TO DENNYS TO CONFRONT THE GUY would season 1 morty do that!? No! And thats the point
He changed! well he's obviously the same but something about him makes him more confident on himself to actually take lead. He's always the side kick to rick the batman and joker type of duo. But now it's slowly grown to a side kick to an actual equal
And I am just so happy for him (ㅠ︿ㅠ), it's like seeing a best friend grow with you. I mean cmon I've watched rick and morty since I was A TODDLER my cousin introduced it to me once and I've never thought few years later when I'm ACTUALLY morty's age TODAY?, I see him genuinly grow through the years.
BUT THE FACT THAT HE'S SCARED OF NOT BEING ACCEPT KILLS ME, even tho it's not his greatest fear it's still considered as one since the realm responded to it. But still oh my God this showwwwww killlsss meeeee insiiiideee.
AND THE FACT the fact that he's probably a people pleasure to people at school so he'd try his best to comply to other people
ME RIGHT FUCKING NOW ON MY BED,
AND DO NOT FORGET ABOUT RICK THE END—THE END PART IS WHAT I WANT TO TALK ABOUT MORE.
The fact that morty told rick about Diane and he ran back to the hole to look at it, instead to place morty's picture? HES FREE FROM DESPAIR AND GRIEF AND HE PROBABLY ALREADY ACCEPTED HES NOT GETTING DIANE BACK AND LETTING HER GO AND OH MY GOD I LIVE FOR DIANE AND RICK MOMENTS THEYRE JUST SO SWEET 😭💗 ITS GIVING RIGHT PERSON WRONG TIME AND IT MAKES ME BARF OUT FO SADNESS RICK DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER RAHH
AND WE GET TO SEE MORE OF WHO DIANE WAS AS A PERSON AND GOD STRIKE ME DOWN THE WE NEED MORE DIANE CONTENT.
LIKE ITS GIVING STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN X COLD CALCULATED PERSON
AND DIANE PROBABLY WON RICKS RESPECT BY BEING HERSELF AND GOD IM SO IM NOT OKAY THIS ISNT HYPERFIXATION THIS IS JUST PURE OBSESSION
AND MORTY, HOLY FUCK MAN THIS POOR BOY NEEDS A FRIEND LIKE PLEASE I CAN TREAT HIM BETTER THAN ANYONE COULD THE ABSOLUTE BALLS I WOULD GIVE TO ATLEAST MAKE HIM HAPPY AND LIVE A LIFE HE WANTED WE COULD GO BINGE WATCH MOVIES, SKIP THROUGHT HE CREEKS AND FIND COOL STUFF IN THE FOREST, SNEAK TEST ANSWERS TO EACH OTHER, SHARE MEALS, TALK ABOUT WHAT TYPE OF GIRLS WERE ATTRACTED TOO, WEAR EACH OTHERS CLOTHES CUZ WED FORGET IT IN EACH OTHERS HOUSE, PLAY HORROR GAMES AND TRY SEEING WHICH ONE WOULD PUSSY OUT FIRST BUT MORTY WOULD JUST BE THE TYPE TO DISCONNECT FROM THE GAME CUZ HIS WIFI WOULDVE BEEN SHIT,
Man, I'm really living the life of pure dream scenarios, should probably make more fanfics from that whole rant. ANYWAYS GOT MORE IDEAS SO HERES THE HORRIFINGLY CRINGE RANT BYEEE
(Don't kill me 😔)
#evil morty#i am cringe but i am free#morty smith#rick and morty#newest episode#s7ep10#AAAA#rickandmortyrant
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WIP word game
My current WIP is a fic for The Dark Crystal/The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance that is saved in a file called "GraGoh hands", located in my "Short Fiction" folder because I thought I was going to write 2,000 words and be done. It is now over 140,000 words and I only have one! More! Scene! and I am pretty excited about this.
@marypsue sent me the word "worship"
The first instance of this word actually shows up on the very first page, with SkekGra recalling an incident at the Castle of the Crystal.
SkekGra remembered a banquet at the castle, long enough ago that nearly all the skeksis were present, but also recent enough that this was at least moderately notable. SkekTek had promised to demonstrate wonders of Thra, wonders that could be turned to the purpose of cementing the awe and worship all creatures of Thra should feel toward the skeksis, wonders that could bring even more luxury and ease to the life of the castle. Of course all the skeksis were enthusiastic. But as SkekTek attempted to impress them all with the operations of lodestones, using some spinning wire contraption to make more lodestones, making things spark and making things levitate—well, at some point in the demonstration, SkekTek’s explanation had started to get into more technical details, about how lodestones all had two sides, two types of sides, and one type of side always pulled on the other type of side.
At that point the mood in the room had suddenly gone ice-cold, the source of the iciness the Emperor himself. He didn’t say anything, though, until SkekTek said something about the marvels of captive lightning and lodestone freeing them from the bother of clumsy, smelly slaves. Then SkekSo had stood and laughed—loud, false, mocking, stopping SkekTek’s monologue completely. He’d said something about how stupid it was to claim party tricks would lead to fewer slaves in the castle, and why would they want fewer slaves anyway, they should have even more slaves to keep the creatures of Thra in awe of skeksis power! SkekTek’s tricks were a bunch of absurd garbage. The Emperor had told the other skeksis to treat them as such. It had been just as much fun—no, it had been more fun—to smash up SkekTek’s equipment as it had been to watch him use it properly.
The next time "worship" shows up is about a hundred pages later, when SkekGra is taking a bath. (Other fics put hot springs under the Circle of the Suns, and I did, too, because SkekGra and UrGoh have to have a water source there, otherwise there are way too many practical problems that I was not concerned with solving.) Anyway. SkekGra worked on something special for UrGoh and now he's preparing to give it to him. But first he has to have horny spiritual angst in the bath.
“Song of Thra,” SkekGra muttered. He was going to have to be smacked with another vision—or maybe struck by lightning—to get back on track, wasn’t he? But until then—UrGoh deserved to be a little bit of an idol, with all he did for SkekGra. And SkekGra would present himself to his idol as best he could.
And maybe thinking of all this as a ritual would stop him from having his thoughts constantly circle back to much more—direct, messy, bodily—oh Thra—ways of worship. Nothing was going to help, was it? Not when UrGoh’s hands—oh, did he even want help, anyway?
Well, whether he was a sublimated supplicant or a seducer, he still had to get clean.
The final two times "worship" shows up in this fic both involve SkekGra's tongue. But I will make you wait for/spare you from those for now. 😌
#why is this taking so long to write? because it's a novel#skekgra#urgoh#gragoh#the dark crystal#the dark crystal: age of resistance
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That was a good point. We definitely skipped over the fact that not only was Kie kidnapped in a foreign country, separated from her friends, but then also thrown in a room with Rafe AND was forced to “trust” him to escape (that was her only chance, she had to in my opinion).
Regarding Rafes attitude towards Kie, it seemed like he didn’t like that she ran around with the pogues but he mostly seemed to try to separate her from any issues he had with the pogues (it’s not you we want Kie; stay out of this kiara). This leads me to believe they at least had an acquaintance-type relationship during her kook year when she became close with Sarah. He doesn’t really completely associate her with the pogues. She’s in a different category to him. Maybe due to their short lived acquaintanceship or a weird attraction/obsession he has with her. Her alone is not a threat. But her associated with the pogues is a threat. This leads me to believe he probably would have at least not harmed her. However, she has witnessed him lose it in moments and become violent in previous seasons and during their season 3 time together (choking her in season 1; throwing the guy off the truck during their escape), exactly how he described it to her in their room at Singhs; losing it in certain moments and how he can’t control it. And she was scared. It’s very possible, if triggered, he would have lost control on Kie and done something to hurt her eventually like you said, and that was in the back of her mind.
This got away from me and I rambled lol. Although I am here for Jiara through and through, I do like the Rafe and Kie dynamic. I like that they used it to bring something different to season 3, and it was well received. I think it could be made better by confirming what their past actually is, but regardless I still think it’s interesting and could be utilized in season 4. I don’t think Rafe is very happy about him opening up to her and then her betraying him. He’s probably slightly embarrassed and pissed and would definitely hold that against her, especially after admitting “he’s always liked her” in a not so tasteful way (you’re at least half kook). And if it serves me protective JJ, I am 100% in, sorry not sorry!
Yes completely agree with this. Rafe is fully classist so I think he definitely elevates Kie above the Pogues simply because of who her mother is even if he would throw her to the wolves to save himself.
I think Madison and Drew have good chemistry together (not romantic necessarily but an interesting energy) so I enjoyed their scenes and I wouldn't be averse to more. I love to see her drag him and treat him as badly as he deserves. I think giving him some weird fascination with Kie would be super juicy and interesting although the way that S3 spawned thousands of Rafe x Kie shippers I'm kind of scared of that prospect as well lol
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Moving this to an ask so we don't keep talking to each other in the tags of my post— I think we do get a pretty decent picture of how Changelings react to trauma from the fact that it's repeatedly stated (even if never fully explored) that the entire reason the Dominion exists is because the Founders were SO traumatized from being persecuted and hunted and exploited that they said You Know What, Fuck You, We're Going To Oppress The Shit Out Of You Now. So I think that the answer to "how do Changelings handle trauma?" is "they hold grudges and get paranoid."
Which is why it's a little weird that the narrative repeatedly has Odo very quickly and easily forgiving people who have caused him pain and trauma— I'm thinking of Garak, but I'm also thinking of Mora. It feels like an extension of the Token Good One narrative that the story is trying to spin up around him (another thing I have complex feelings about but this ask is already too long). I don't think Garak deserved insta-forgiveness and I don't think Mora deserved forgiveness at all, but if Odo was going to have to forgive them anyway, at least, like... show him struggling with the idea that forgiving is something he feels he has to do in order to not be like the Founders, or with the fact that his first impulse is to go scorched earth, or something. Don't make it something he just Does because he's Good and Special.
Honestly I can chalk up Mora to also owing to another trend in Trek, particularly ds9- Forgive Your Shitty Dad. Trek has this really annoying habit of trying to bend certain very normal behaviors into a new shape, and like the questionable approach to torture, this happens with the subject of child abuse too.
Sometimes it builds a richer, more accurate picture- Garak not knowing being locked in a closet as a child for long periods of time was abusive and getting angry when someone tried to follow a line of questioning about other ways he was abused, for example, is realistic for many groups of people for various cultural reasons. Hell, I've had the experience of being in the Ezri position in high-school. But much of the time it's shitty! They never end up actually resolving the issues at hand in a way that the matter feels settled. Sometimes that works too- the melancholy and unresolved note that Ghemor's death leaves for Kira actually feels fitting for me. And speaking of Kira this is a problem with her and Odo too- there's a few occasions where Odo has done something and the show gives us little discussion about how they feel about that, or has the talk happen off screen. Show us the talk!!! The talk, the journey the relationship takes, is the moneyshot!!
Its basically often (IMO) treated as easier to have a protagonist be forgiving and an antagonist a grudge holder, unless the person the protagonist has a grudge against is a secondary or tertiary character. It can, in fact, be done and done well to have two non-antagonistic characters that show up a fair amount have this type of relationship, but... and the way grudge holding vs forgiveness is treated in media varies, but the former is frequently treated as bad and something a villain does or to be grown past unless it leads to ruin, to the point where the only counter example I can name readily is Inigo. Which is fine, there are ways of holding a grudge that can be bad, but you do need to actually write the thing good.
And yeah, I agree, it would've been interesting to show Garak navigating his feelings of regret and... whatever other words one would use outside of that episode, and more importantly, how it impacts Odo. Because he already has things about his character that could be dialed up to 11 to show what's going on- his attitudes around surveillance, for example.
#Cipher talk#I dislike the 'grudge/not forgiving always bad' thing because there's plenty of people I will never forgive and it doesn't torment me lmao#I would forgive them if they made recompense for what they did but if they did that I wouldn't be not forgiving them eh
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It’s like I’m just unloveable. Not in the sad way of “I’m incapable of being loved by someone” but more like “my ability to truly love, be loved, and reciprocate it is so hard for me to comprehend because it so rarely happens”. I’m afraid to start loving again. Im afraid to put my heart out again for someone because I don’t truly know if they’ll treat me right. This new fling is starting just how it started with the last one. We goof around and talk about our interests and some make jokes abt being together and pretending to marry eachother. Then you get roped in. This is we’re It breaks apart. She’s different from the last one.
I did a tarot reading and asked what would the future of this relationship look like and the card queen of swords popped up. An interesting Card that tells you, “you have to be honest about how you truly feel. What do you want out of this? What are your true intentions?” Honestly it’s hard to put.
Me and her have been getting close and I don’t want to ruin what we just put together; a foundation of a friendship or future relationship.
My blue lace agate bring new opportunities to light. My Smokey quartz helps clear my mind to focus. My orange aventurine gives me good luck.
I want an opportunity to actually kiss a girl. I know it may sound stupid at first but when you see everyone around you fall in love, showing romantic affection, giving eachother attention and all that, it makes you wonder. “Why am I not experiencing that? Why just them? Don’t I deserve this type of love to?”
I want to focus on what I really want. A healthy, caring, loving, and truthful relationship. I don’t want any part to be fake like last time. I want a clear view. Putting my heart out just for it to get thrown around like a kickball in gym does nothing for me but pain.
I want good luck. I don’t want some shitty person who will lead me on to believ I’m actually something more than just an accessory to show off like some trophy wife at the gold course. I’m my own trophy wife.
This new fruitful experience could be nice, better, but I deserve perfect. Not just bare minimum effort.
So I’m afraid to love, want to love, can and can’t love.
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I finally saw the new genderbent version of Company and I have some thoughts... (the Let Bobbie Be a Lesbian essay)
I want to preface all of this by saying that I love this musical and there was so so much of it that I enjoyed (which I'll get to). I LOVE the move to make Bobby/ie a woman. I think that it opens the door to a lot of incredible interpretations of an already fairly open-ended text.
However, so much was lost because of the other changes made to the text to force it to work.
The new lyrics felt so clunky. ("Bobbie really ought to have a fella"???? Why not "husband"?? Just ugh.) There are also new nicknames for her in the Company motif that I still can't figure out. I also find it odd that they chose to have the husbands sing Poor Baby and the wives sing Have I Got a Guy for You. Not that I necessarily think it was bad, just that I didn't think it was necessary. The lyric changes in those were strange as well (for example, why can't the husbands be "the only tenderness she's ever known"? Why change that to "comfort"?). I can't remember all of them but there were plenty of moments like that that just felt disjointed with the change.
They also removed the implications that Peter was gay - which I totally forgot about until my partner reminded me. If memory serves there's a little bit of flirting with Bobby in the original (?), but they could have mostly kept those lines and implied that he and Susan had divorced to form a more queerplatonic union, a look into a different type of lifestyle for Bobbie to consider - which leads me to my main point.
So much of this clunkiness could have been avoided if they just let Bobbie be interested in women. Assuming that this version of the musical is set in the present, Bobbie is a late millenial who grew up in a time when casual homophobia was *everywhere* and being out and proud was still very taboo, with possibly the only exposure to queer living being some very imperfect queer representation in media. She watched gay marriage become legalized. It's still NEW. She has so much internalized homophobia to work through, and I think that could play a lot into her avoidance of committing to someone and settling down.
This also brings life back into the girl/boyfriends, and how each of them gives Bobbie a different look into what her life could be. Look at Martha/P.J! Martha would be an excellent bit of lesbian representation -- a way for Bobbie to experience a world in which she's allowed to be loudly queer and part of the pulse of the city. Kathy is an example of a queer woman happily falling into a traditional lifestyle, one who just wants to act like and be treated like people in heterosexual couples. April is a little tricky (I actually loved turning her into a self-aware himbo vs. ditzy and naive woman). But! Given April's wounded butterfly story, she could be interpreted as another baby gay trying to accept who she is and heal from previous relationships that didn't treat her the way she deserved. She's someone who already decided she wants something more, someone who IS ready to dive in, which is why she's so clingy at the end of their scene (Barcelona).
I also HATED that Joanne's come-on to Bobbie at the end of the play was changed to her offering up Larry instead. If Bobbie has spent the whole play struggling to come to terms with her sexuality as well as a desire for more than just physical intimacy ("Who will I take care of?") I think this makes Joanne's "I just did someone a huge favor" line even more poignant. Bobbie has fully accepted not only herself, but that she wants love and companionship for real.
So why not just make Bobbie bisexual? Keep some of the changes but allow for some of the original text to return? I appreciate the forethought to avoid Bobbie falling into the indecisive bisexual stereotype, however! I think a major part of Bobbie's character is that she is terrified of making the wrong decision, and what those decisions mean for the life she's currently living and (mostly) content with. There's such a huge level of biphobia in our society (yes, including lgbtqia spaces) that we insist that if a bisexual woman marries a woman, she's actually just a lesbian. And if a bisexual woman marries a man, well then obviously she's just straight and saying she's bi for the attention. This could be a huge barrier for Bobbie to settle down, that fear that an entire part of her identity will disappear with it. While I don't necessarily think this is a better reading than a fully lesbian Bobbie, I do think there could be interesting changes to explore there, as well.
What I will say!!!!!!! Is that there were plenty of things that I thoroughly enjoyed.
I think changing "Tick-Tock" from a ballet while Bobbie and April/Andy have sex into a fun nightmare of Bobbies speed-running a traditional marriage while our Bobbie was forced to watch was *awesome*. I almost wanted even more Bobbies running around to make her feel even more suffocated.
I also loved swapping Jenny and David's lines, making David the doting, nervous husband while Jenny is this woman who has lost her individuality to being nothing but wife/mother. Watching him get stoned and climb over the set and struggle to say "bitch" was hilarious.
AND ABOUT THAT SET!
One of my favorite things about Company is that it's a concept musical -- there's no set timeline, the plot is entirely comprised of unrelated vignettes. I think they could have played WAY more into this using the set, but let me start by saying I LOVED the grayscale. I loved that it gave everything this manufactured, fake feeling. And seeing Bobbie's bright red outfit in contrast was so nice and striking. Plus, seeing how small and crowded Bobbie's apartment was on such a large stage was an incredible visual (when the whole cast squeezed in for the first "Company"?? awesome)
I was GAGGED in the very beginning when Bobbie was pulling on all the doors of her apartment and couldn't escape, only for the set to shift and move so that when she could finally open a door, it led right into Harry and Sarah's apartment. Why didn't they do more of that??? I wanted so badly for them to always have Bobbie in this forced unreality of "how did I get here? Have I always been here?". Then each time she does finally escape a scene she'd find herself stuck in another one. I feel like that tension could have built beautifully throughout until the final "Company" motif when she finally breaks and interrupts them (Being Alive). It's not like they *didn't* do this (for example, the Peter and Susan's balcony lowers on her in a way that shows she wasn't expecting it), but it could have been a much, much bigger part of the overall theme had they really pushed it.
I did also really like the repeating 35's in the background of all the scenes, like it was a constant reminder for Bobbie that she couldn't escape. I wish there was even more of that, too (the balloons getting bigger was a vv nice touch, for example).
I also appreciated that in the scenes where the songs are sung as asides (Poor Baby, The Little Things You Do Together), Bobbie gets to interact with the singers while the rest of the cast is frozen. That's a great change, and once again plays into that idea that Bobbie feels stuck and is trying to escape/work through all these issues in her head throughout the play.
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I know this got long, I guess my point is that with all the fun, incredible changes they made (The Amy/Jaime scene was hilarious. And I didn't even TALK ABOUT all the hidden passages in that set!!), they fell short of making the choices that would have really caused this interpretation to shine. An issue I always have with Company is that I never *really* root for Bobby. Every time he makes a poor decision it's like "well, there he goes again". I think keeping a lot of the changes, changing Bobby into Bobbie, and allowing her to be a lesbian trying to come to grips with her sexuality while also giving herself permission to open up her heart to what a serious relationship could be, would make this a perfect re-imagining of the original text.
#please enjoy my essay this is like my thing and I have no one to talk to about it#i have THOUGHTS#company#company musical#company 2018#stephen sondheim
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i was OCposting in the askbox of someone so. this is a compilation of all that, since it basically gives the rundown of their whole deal and maybe some new ideas scattered into it as well. so. long post ahead.
ASK 1:
theres elias (he/she/they); dominic (he/him); marcus (he/him); elizabeth (she/her); andrew (he/him) and amelia (she/her)
theres 2 seperate families within this: the jamesons, which includes elias as the son and andrew+amelia as his parents, and the DeAngelo's which is the 3 others, but theyre siblings instead
the only 2 with personalities right now are dominic and elias, who are also in a situationship with eachother, and will probably remain that way for the rest of time
story's basically just "what if the disgraced son of rich parents who happens to be an owner of a bar/club (elias) meets the guy who mans a stand at a farmers market (dominic). and what if they were both t4t. and what if they ended up being workplace lovers/friends w benefits"
elias is lowkey a very unlikeable and bitter guy, very self centered and speaks without thinking. dominic's the reserved type who only speaks when spoken to, but very willing to resort to violence when needed.
[person replies with a statement that he'd like to hear more]
ASK 2:
so this post will be about the onyx magpie crew, aka dominic, elias, and their families, but the families are just implied and there for plot reasons
also for context: the onyx magpie is the name of the bar elias owns. and sometimes elias IS a magpie so. yeah.
around a month ago i wrote 2 paragraphs leading up to the first meeting from each others pov. this was still when it was all brainstormy but the ideas are all there. i hope. enjoy? i have no clue how much or how little this actually makes sense w/o prior context
elias has rich parents. maybe his father's a politician and his mother's a ceo of sorts for. something. this man is an only child and i want it to show. growing up in a big house, alone, while his parents are often away for work. so hes also very independent. and somehow it doesnt hurt as much as it shouldve when they look at him in disgust later on in life. he was alone growing up. if they didnt care for him, why should he care for their opinions of him? ... maybe.. maybe he stops coming home for the holidays. maybe they dont know his name. maybe they dont recognize him when he passes them on the street.. but... maybe he does. and maybe it finally stings. just a little bit too much. and.. maybe he should grab a drink. his bar is just around the corner anyways. or hell, even man the bar counter. to get his mind off things.
as for dominic... i know i want him to have a brother and a sister. probably the middle child between the 3. older brother, younger sister. not many ideas about his parents as of yet. probably alive though. maybe they all grew up farmers. he knows his agriculture, maybe favors the cattle, wanting to give them a good life before they get sent to the slaughterhouse. maybe goes into the city once a week to man a stand in the farmers market. meats, crops, milk, eggs. the like. maybe gains a few friends with the regulars there, or the other shopkeepers. maybe starts going into the city more because of said friends. maybe they convince him to go out and celebrate one day. maybe he hit a T milestone. 5, 10 years? maybe more, maybe less, but still a reason to celebrate. and hey, has he ever been to that bar? maybe they tell him that sometimes, if his lucky stars align, the boss of the place could be the bartender. maybe they joke that if they tell him of the big day, he'd get a free drink or two. the place is just down the street, his friends know the way. they deserve a treat.
in short: elias has a dogshit gender dysphoria day and is about to be the bartender for dominic whos out there just sorta chilling and living the dream and just wants to get drunk with his buddies
and later on as the plot progresses, dominic gets a job at said bar as a bouncer. so thats how they become workplace boyfriends lmao
[person responds to ask with "The angst with Elias. Poor baby. But at least he'll eventually be happy with Dominic."]
ASK 3:
"But at least he'll eventually be happy with Dominic." you'd think that wouldnt you.. sure, elias would be living the dream with his trophy husband, but he isnt capable of being a loving husband himself. something something never seeing how TO be a loving figure in either of his parents. something something walls so high it would take a lifetime to bulldoze them down. something something it not even being worth it in the end. yeah. elias isnt a good person, but hes sure as hell fun to spin around in my brain <3
the relationship between them is complicated at best and a miserable maze to navigate at worst. sure its not abusive, but i struggle to say its healthy </3 in a different au it is. but thats just an au sooo...
[person replies with "You wanted to hurt me with this ask, I know you did. (/hj) And you succeeded. what do you mean “it not even being worth it in the end”??? my heart? officially hurt at the thought of Dominic & Elias not being happy together"]
ASK 4:
i like to think that elias is far too self centered to even WANT to change. he is so deeply bitter and hurt by his parents that he doesnt understand, *cant* understand that someone would want to genuinely help him.
he thinks dominic befriended him for the easy job that pays well, that he just likes the sex, that hes pretending to do all this for some free drinks.
he doesnt understand true love and he spits on the mere idea of it. if true unconditional love was real, his parents wouldnt have kicked him out, he wouldnt have grown up to constant screaming and crushing loneliness. he just doesnt understand and full on refuses help. refuses any much-needed therapy. who needs that when hes got a pack of cigarettes in his purse and cheap wine on hand
hes just a cranky little guy in the main story. its kinda funny how in the other aus hes completely fine, simply because his parents were slightly different. like hes living his best life in the royalty au simply because the circumstances are slightly altered lol
also idk if i mentioned this anywhere so nows as good as time as any: elias dresses like a y2k girlie. all neons and miniskirts and makeup and dominic looks like hes a father of 4 on a roadtrip. but they primarily wear the colour of each others eyes. but they dont know that. "just feels right"
idk im still very much so throwing ideas at the wall and seeing what sticks, such is the joy of OCs
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yeah i had fun rambling on about this, felt right to save this convo on main :3
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