Pls pls pls more of the lil one off u just wrote. I'm just really curious to see Tim's (and Jay's) full reaction once Brian actually wakes up, all the questions- the feels that could be had.....oh man
Hell fucking yes, let’s continue this bad boy! (Previous Part Here!)
This ended up being a lot more of Tim and Jay talking but Brian is still very important I swear
Tags: Hospitals, Mentions of Blood and Violence, Arguments, Hurt/Comfort, Smoking, Self Deprecation, Very Minor Self Harm Via Pulling On Hair
Word Count: 2k Words.
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Tim made his peace with the fact that Brian was probably dead years ago.
No, that wasn’t right…
Tim accepted the fact that Brian, along with Seth and Sarah, were probably dead years ago. There was no peace to knowing this however. It haunted him— looming over him like the very same childhood monster come to life that now was tearing his life as he knew it apart. His first and best friend was probably dead and it might’ve be his fault and there was nothing he could do about it.
Now that Brian very much wasn’t dead (yet, he was losing a lot of blood still) and instead, lying in the backseat of his car unconscious, Tim was… Processing some things. A lot of things. Then when he realized how hard it was to take all of this in and drive at the same time, Tim focused on getting them to a hospital first and figuring out the rest later.
It’s a blur, really. Tim and Jay administer Brian under the claim that he was injured during a hunting accident and they accept it. More common here than most places— it’s a good lie. Tim watches them wheel Brian away with the promise that they’ll be updated as soon as they have new information. Tim and Jay find a place to sit down in the waiting room, in the corner and away from everyone else.
Then Tim can think. He can think about Jay shifting restlessly next to him and about how they fought the last time he saw him. He can think about Brian, being alive and how he’s the Hooded Guy and how that maybe means he hates him. He can think about how Brian isn’t dead but might die anyways and there’s nothing he can do but wait. He can think about trying to say something to Jay but being unable to voice any of it.
There’s a lot to consider. Tim thinks he would have a breakdown if he didn’t feel so numb.
He tries to look around and focus on something else but this time, he feels anxiety creep under his skin. Because the walls are sickeningly white and they’re closing in on him and fucking hell he hates hospitals so much.
Jay startles when he stands up, tensing immediately. Tim hates that Jay doesn’t trust him like he used to and maybe some of that is deserved. Not all of it though. Nonetheless, Tim meets his gaze steadily and says, “I need a smoke, you want to come?”
“Shouldn’t we wait?”
“We don't have to go far.” Tim points out. “And I can’t stand being in here another minute so I’m going with or without you.”
Jay hesitates, then stands with him and follows him out when Tim heads for the nearest exit. They settle by the side of the hospital, away from prying eyes. Tim fumbles for the last remaining cigarette in his pocket and feels a little tension bleed out when he takes a drag from it. It’s not much, but it’s what he has, so Tim clings to the thing that makes sense in front of him and breathes out slowly, pressing his back against the wall.
Jay’s eyes dart around but they keep coming back to him. His lip is tight, shoulders hunched, and after a couple minutes of nothing, Tim sighs. Now or never apparently.
“So,” Tim says, and Jay snaps to attention, “Where do you want to start?”
Jay doesn’t say anything for a while, but Tim can see the gears spinning in his head. He doesn’t need to clarify, Jay has been wound up like a spring the entire time. Full of questions but angry and processing, the same as Tim.
“You lied.” Jay spits out at last, and somehow, Tim knew that this would be where they would always end up. “You said no more secrets but you— you knew. You knew I was still looking for Jessica and you still didn’t say a thing! Is she even still alive?”
“She’s alive. And I didn’t tell you because I was trying to protect her.” Tim tells him, calmer than he feels. Inside it feels like a storm. Crackling full of emotions that make his throat burn but he shuts it down. Not now. If he lets this fight blow out of proportion, it’ll get physical, and that’s the last thing either of them need. He can be angry too but one of them needs to be in control and looking at him now, Tim knows it’s not gonna be Jay.
“Protect her?” Jay repeats, fury flashing in his eyes. “I’m not Alex! I’m not going to try and shoot her!”
“But Alex will and that’s why.” Tim pushes back. “All you did was ask some questions and it almost got her killed.”
“What, so it’s my fault?”
“That’s not what I said.” Tim doesn’t rise to the bait. “But this whole thing we’re doing? It gets people killed. Alex thinks she’s dead and it’s safer for her if it stays that way. Like it or not, if you set foot near her, Alex has a chance of tracking her down.”
“You could’ve told me all this! If you explained then— then I wouldn’t go near her! But you didn’t— you didn’t fucking trust me!”
Jay bares his teeth, hackles raised and waiting to strike. Ironically enough, some of the fight drains out of Tim upon seeing it. When did it become like this? When did all those months of having no one but each other wash away and bleed into bitterness?
They were close. So very close. And now Jay is ready for a fight that he expects to start and Tim still feels angry. For Jay attacking him over a tape— twice— and for the fact that Tim almost wants to punch him. Almost.
But he breathes in deeply, shoving the urge back where it won’t bother him, and he puts out the cigarette. It can’t help him like he needs now. It’s barely ever been able to help him really, but that’s another matter entirely.
Tim stands up straight and Jay shifts, a spring locked and loaded.
Tim says, “I’m sorry.” and watches as Jay visibly falters.
“I’m sorry,” Tim repeats again, just to drill it into his head, “But you’ve made some rash decisions in the past and I made the choice before I began to trust you. By the time I did, I had forgotten about it until I saw it again. I panicked— I knew what it would do to us if you found out so I tried to hide it and… You know the rest.”
Jay’s eyes search his own, squinting hard like he’s trying to find a lie or a trick. When he finds none, his shoulders go slack and Jay lets out a long breath. “Oh.” He says, no longer looking at him. His eyebrows scrunch together, deep in thought.
Tim doesn’t say anything, letting Jay figure out how he feels about that. After a long while, Jay says, “Thanks. For— apologizing.”
Tim nods. Another beat passes before Jay says, “I’m sorry I proved you right.”
Tim lets out a long huff. “I didn’t exactly put you in a good situation.”
“I pulled a knife on you.” Jay points out.
“You did.” Tim agrees. “That part was fucked up.”
“I don’t know why I did it.” Jay confesses, approaching at last and sitting up against the wall. Tim sits down beside him, watching as he rubs his eyes. “I mean— I know why. I was pissed and— I didn’t want to stab you but I wanted you to listen to me and answer all my questions and that just… Seemed like the only way to do it?
“I was just so fucking mad. It felt like you betrayed me and I couldn’t believe I fell for it again. Couldn’t believe that I always fucking fall for it.” Jay’s hands travel up to his hair, gripping onto it in a way that has to hurt. “Something is wrong with me.” He says, muffled, and his eyes squeeze shut.
Tim frowns. He knows that tone all too well. He knows exactly what’s running through Jay’s head.
Gently, he loosens Jay’s grip until it falls away from his hair and no longer hurting him. “You’re a person who needs help,” Tim murmurs to him, “Not a monster.”
Neither of them say anything for a long while. It’s fine for the most part. Peaceful. Nobody pays them any mind.
But eventually, Jay clears his throat and starts with, “So. Brian.”
Tim swallows thickly. “Brian.” He echoes.
“He’s alive.” Jay says. “And the Hooded Guy. And he saved my life and when I asked him why he said— he said that he did it because he didn’t know what else to do.”
Tim doesn’t know what to say. He rubs his eyes, trying to think. “You almost died.” Is all he can manage in the end. Then, bleakly adds, “Brian might still die.”
“He… Might.” Jay agrees weakly. “But he might not.”
Tim almost laughs. “I’ve never been that lucky.” He finds himself saying. “I just got him back and now I’m going to lose him.”
“You won’t.”
“And how do you know?”
“Because— because he’s the Hooded Guy. And he’s never gone down before so something tells me he’s not going down now.”
Jay says it with such an air of finality that Tim finds it hard to dispute it. This time, he does laugh, a breathy sort of laugh but it’s a little easier to breathe once he does. “Good point.” Tim smiles, and Jay smiles back.
The tension is gone, or at least, enough of it is that it feels like they can relax with each other. Tim rests his head on the wall behind him, shuts his eyes, and lets himself believe that everything will work itself out, one way or another.
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Brian is stabilized. The nurses tell them that he’ll probably be out for a while since he lost a lot of blood and needs time to rest and heal.
Jay and Tim spend as much time as they can stand by his bed and the rest just around the back of the hospital, close enough to be warned but not trapped within. Though, that’s more an issue for Tim than it is for Jay, but Jay tells him that he’s not that big of a fan either.
Two days after administering Brian to the hospital, Jay and Tim are softly talking to themselves when the back door to the hospital opening causes them to look over. Immediately, both of them scramble to their feet.
Brian stands in front of them, a few feet away from the back door, and stares at them. His hospital robe has been discarded, blood-stained hoodie and jeans back on, with the only things missing being his gloves and his mask. His gaze is intense but Jay hasn’t the slightest idea what he’s thinking, as his face betrays none of it.
Then, after a long and silent standoff, Brian turns and begins to walk away from the hospital. Fortunately, with how weak he is, it’s easy enough to catch up, but Jay struggles with what to say.
“Brian?” He asks, and Brian’s face twitches in a way that feels uncomfortable. “Brian, you can’t just— you were hospitalized for a reason! You have to go back!”
Brian finally stops, spinning around to face Jay. Jay almost steps back from the weight of his gaze but stands his ground the best that he can.
“A hospital,” Brian says, voice rough, “Is the first place Alex will look. You’re lucky he didn’t find any of us here.”
“He can’t— he won’t shoot any of us in public!” Jay protests.
“No.” Brian agrees. “But he can wait until we leave, tail us wherever we go, and kill us there.”
Jay’s mouth snaps shut. Brian turns away again but Tim catches his wrist before he can move and causes his whole body to still. Brian looks back and Tim doesn’t so much as blink twice. He’s focused, unrelenting, and doesn’t leave any room for an argument.
“We,” Tim says, “are going to book a hotel room, sit down, and talk.” His gaze hardens. “You owe us answers.”
Brian says nothing, not even to defend himself. Slowly, he nods, but Tim doesn’t let go as he leads the rest of them towards his car.
“Won’t the hospital staff look for us?” Jay asks the other two as they walk, feeling eyes on him but unable to pinpoint from where.
“They won’t remember us.” Brian tells him without looking back, a certainty tone in his voice that tells Jay that he has experience in this matter. Jay can’t find it in him to dispute it.
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Anddd I’m gonna stop it there because it’ll take me a lot longer to write them actually having a Serious Talk with Brian bc I gotta think about what he’d tell them and what they’d ask a lot more BUT I hope this was still good!! Damn this might as well be it’s own mini series at this point.
Requests are still open so feel free to send another for a continuation or otherwise! Thank you for the ask, glad you enjoyed the first part :)
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A very (un)comprehensive review of the TOH finale:
The long (non) awaited reaction from me and co! It was so hard to steal new names for everyone. Hope you enjoy our nonsense. Also I have no concept of time or order so if the reactions aren’t in the correct sequence of events oh well. I ain’t watching this episode ever again lmao.
“There was nothing else to be done but to wait for the man who would rise forth to destroy him, for deep inside his soul because there was no doubt that what he did was evil"- Off, Zone 2.
Sunniva: How are you feeling?
Me: The announcement made me feel like puking and the ad has me trembling in the bathroom for 30 minutes.
Lomes: Well, get ready be mad!
...
Of course it fucking buffers.
* Sunniva gives the the ugliest, thus the prettiest, laugh known to the universe.*
Me: Glad my phobia of vomiting is currently off.
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Lomes: Ooohhh, everyone run. The Collector drank his evil milk!
Me: Is this meant to be a torrential outflow from an infant star?
Sunniva: His pouty face is cute. Though I generally hate how he’s been animated.
Lomes: I’m still hung up on a quote from the last episode. You can’t tell me they’ve been around Philip for centuries and isn’t able to tell that humans can’t eat gravity.
Sunniva: Yeah, even with the isolation, there was the time at the start when Philip was forced to bond with him.
Me: At best the Collector’s and Belos’s relationship will end up like Montreal.
Lomes:???
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Lomes: This is like an owl house creepypasta.
Me: I think people rag on creepypastas too much. We shouldn’t be so critical of things.
Sunniva: You’re watching the finale to criticize it.
Me: I’m punching up, okay? I’m punching up-
Sunniva: Isn’t this show incredibly progressive to the point of getting cancelled for it, issues aside for that alone it should be celebrated-
Lomes: Dana is a white woman and half the representation she did last minute and she didn’t even do it well with characters such as Raine-
* A stupid amount of bickering occurs.*
Me: I’m getting cramps and this has already just started…
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Lomes: "Power noodle." Luz has as weird statements as you.
Me: Hey!
Sunniva: You and Luz are same character.
Me: No, I kin Belos.
Lomes: Of course you do.
Me: Not his war crimes. I kin Junko for those.
Sunniva: The actual Palisman name isn’t any better.
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Me: I thought Camila was hanging from a noose for a second. Lomes: True witch hunter style.
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Sunniva: A “witches battle.” Ohh, like witches since it’s a witches vs human battle?
Lomes: Is human discrimination in the Isles FINALLY being addressed ?
Me: Luz poking Amity is funny. (°々°)
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Sunniva: Ohh, Luz was handed the glyph she taught Pip.
Lomes and I: ♪ You show the lights that stop me turn to STONE! You shine it when I'm alone♫ !
Sunniva: The “ glyphs” in the show aren’t even actual witch glyphs… I think.
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Sunniva: That was surprisingly easy to break out of.
Lomes: Damn, everyone else just be weak AF. Still can’t believe the crew wasted so much time on a dream sequence.
Me: Dream??
Sunniva: Oh no.
Me: ♫ I wear a mask with a smile for hours at a time- ♪
Lomes: Stop.
Me: I actually like that song thought I don’t like Dream.
Lomes: That is the worst opinion you’ve had yet.
Sunniva: They are a fan of the likes of the Chainsmokers.
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* Literally everytime Hunter comes on screen.*
Someone who will not be named: Look, it’s the albino rat.
Me: STOP CALLING HIM THAT.
* Literally everytime Belos comes on screen.*
That gobhopper: Kill the white boy! Kill the white boy!
Me: STOPPPP ( ꒦ິ﹏ ꒦ິ )
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Us, speeding through most of the scenes with the Collector: Stoppppppp.
Me: The concept of cringe culture is dead except in relation to them.
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Me: The Collector made some Fall Guys looking environments.
Lomes: “Hot chocos milk." He literally just said hot chocos milk.
Sunniva, in literal tears: I swear the crew just used the stock sound baby crying effect.
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Lomes: Damn the Collector’s traumadumping more than you do.
Me: Cole, just get addicted to burnout media like me. Ruin your own life instead of everyone else’s.
Lomes: You’ve definitely ruined lives with your work.
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Lomes: “Like toys”, like shit! Bitches.
Me: You’re telling me that in Hollow Mind when the Collector gave the Draining Spell with all the details-
Sunniva: Breathe, breathe, breathe.
Me: I hate that the crew retconned all that made them interesting. The fandom is actually right, the Collector is wonderbread
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Me: I loved how the Collector went “ ohhh Belos needs love too, right?” and Luz was all “ hell nah”.
Lomes: Based, based.
Sunniva: I want a “We’re like brothers! Stop it I will cry.”
Me: I’m sick of family dynamics honestly.
Sunniva: ...
Lomes: I’ll take care of that silver-blond fox~
*Lomes caught the peach I threw at them. Make sure to exercise regularly guys.*
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Sunniva: Noelle, I know you said last episode it would better if the crew spend less time focused on the HexSide and HexSquad but it’s really weird without them there.
Lomes: Honestly with how much the TOH crew fucked up Hunter’s disability metaphor I’m glad none of them are getting that much screen time.
Me: I’m more focused on how glad I am that everything is solely Belos’s fault and once he’s gone everyone will live happily ever after.
Sunniva: Like Tengan.
Me: YES! Belos vs Tengan!
Lomes: Their battle will be legendary!
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Me: Weird Luz and co are chilling with the Collector while all their other loved ones plus the entire rest of the realm is in danger.
Sunniva: They’re trying to reason and soothe someone mentally unstable.
Me: Everyone with me everyday.
Sunniva: Nice work king sorry about the mental illness.
******************************************************************** Me: Okay I know that Raine is a bard but the fact Belos had them bring a violin to the throne room is funny to me.
Lomes: Belos just makes the both of them play sick beats instead.
Sunniva: Belos not only wanted to be a hairstylist but a musician as well. Wait, did Raine always have a violin even when they were just a puppet?
* We were too lazy to check lmao.*
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Me: Aghhh! The TOH crew are really going with Belos possessing the Titan corpse. If they kill Raine I swear to god…
Sunniva: Didn’t Belos need to eat animals for months on end just to gather enough strength to get a solidified form again? And after possessing Hunter for a short time and then getting his magic drained, he needed to consume Grimwalkers just to possesses Raine so how is he strong enough to possess the Titan?
Lomes: Powerscaling is BS. I just more of his design comes through than the Titan’s do, I wanna see a big Belos.
Me: Like AI Junko! Wish I was a giant AI girl.
Lomes: Don’t we all?
* Sunniva does not.*
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Me: G-Glowing blue eye?!! Sans Undertale?!!!
Lomes: Aww, not enough Belos in the design. But yay, Tina Nose die!
Sunniva: That’s Dana’s self insert which she spent way too much screen time on.
* Lomes Smirks.*
Sunniva: Don’t.
Lomes: Yayyy-
* The peach hit Lomes this time. Sunniva is canonically more fit than me.*
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Me: Belos finally got his wings!
Lomes: ??? Well, Titan fused Belos looks like Tyranitar.
Sunniva: This reminds of the Steven Corruption.
Me: This is the issues of the SU finale but in opposite direction.
Sunniva: Which one?
Me: Both.
Lomes: We could kill way more people than Belos could.
Me: Definitely! And go out like c! Wilbur.
Lomes: Oohhh, Belos having that brief moment where he gains clarity temporarily and realized he fucked up.
Me: That lucid moment from when you’ve been drowning in your own head, just when the right memories return for long enough for them to have meaning.
Sunniva: …Only listening to Tide Pools by Pigeon Pit can save us now.
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Me: Not the death-revival. This is OPM levels of BS!
Sunniva: Wait, there’s an afterlife? WHAT?
Lomes: They never implied that except for potentially in the last episode and even then it was left to interpretation and made very little narrative sense if true.
Me: This is the consistency of Danganronpa 3.
Lomes: It feels like Dana threw me off a terr-
Sunniva: STOP!
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Me: “Both the king and queen, best of both things .” You know what? I’m stealing that, I’m stealing that! Try me Dana.
Lomes: He’s so ugly, his fit is shit!
Me: Ohhhh my god my mangoball toh magicless au parody version was wrong.
Sunniva: Yeah, I wouldn’t want this Titan to rail Belos.
*... I was the one who had to clean up all the peach juice off the floor.* ******************************************************************** Me: They did not Deus Ex Machina us… forget literally any story complaints I’ve had for a series ever, this is the shit.
Sunniva: That’s actually slang for when something is good.
Me: That makes no sense.
Sunniva: That’s just how it is.
Me: I hate answers like that! I wanna know everything behind everything!
Lomes: Don’t you get sick thinking about stuff too hard?
Me: … Hush, I’m going to pee.
Lomes: Have fun.
******************************************************************** Lomes: King’s dad literally just went “Belos is evil cause he’s evil”, wow.
Sunniva: It makes sense he would think that-
Lomes: Yeah but the narrative isn’t disproving it despite previously going against that stance. That sort of logic is ableist and dehumanizing and often used to excuse fucked up shit!
Me: It is similar to Belos’s ideology. Plus the whole POINT is that there are not supposed to be any ‘ chosen’ ones even though people like Philip think otherwise.
Lomes *glaring at the Titan with the rage of a thousand suns*: How bout we beat you to mush old man?
Sunniva: No violence…******************************************************************* Me: I could enjoy Luz’s badass form if it wasn’t so contrived.
Lomes: OC time, OC time!
Sunniva: I love Luz’s hair, it has a little wave in it.
Me: Yeah, her design is so pretty but I can’t enjoy it even though I would happily hyperfixate on it.
Sunniva: …Want me to cuss out Elon Musk on Twitter?
Me: Yeah. ******************************************************************* Me, gesturing violently at the acid rain: This is what happens if we don’t stop climate change.
Lomes: We kill fascists?
Sunniva: NO-
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Me: God of homesickness. May you lead the lost home when you yourself have never had guidance. Let’s play Astral Alleyway as we take moments of silence.
Sunniva: What about Die Anywhere Else?
Me: Too peppy. Would make a good ending theme though.
Lomes, in abject horror: They are NEVER getting that off their shoes.
Me: Guess TOH took the statement “ curb stop fascists to death” literally! *cue laugh track.*
******************************************************************* Me: I think Belos is supposed to be more of a symbol and a concept than a person.
Lomes: Why give so much uniqueness to his backstory then?
Me: All antagonists are allowed be people regardless of what ends up being done with them.
Sunniva: You can’t keep making parallels between characters and repeatedly bringing them up only to toss them away in the finale.
Me: …Yeah.
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Me: Mikan’s execution.
Sunniva: That’s just unfair!
Lomes: Yeah, nothing can top that.
Me: Should’ve just given Belos that lobotomy-
Sunniva and Lomes in unison: STOP. ******************************************************************* Sunniva: People don’t actually care about the specifics of Belos’s death or the logic behind it, just as long as he dies painfully. It’s a way to vent.
Lomes: Glad the crew didn’t make Hunter watch Belos’s death at the very least. Wish Evelyn and Caleb were there though.
Me: If we’re venting then I want to admit I want to put me teeth against Belos’s teeth.
Lomes and Sunniva: …
Me: Texture! (✧∇✧)
******************************************************************* Lomes: YOUR JOKE ENDING WAS PARTIALLY REAL ( *note I wrote it before I actually saw the finale episode air lol*) YOU’RE PSYCHIC AGAIN.
Me: Bruh, they actually put in my made up ending where the Collector is actually from the stars after saying he’s just a wibble kid who needs love and support.
Sunniva: Look at Hooty with that eyelash game though damn. *******************************************************************
Me: I’m just glad they didn’t kill the prominent non antagonistic enby character of color.
Lomes: Well I’m glad Hunter came out exactly like Caleb.
Sunniva: Yeah, he looks more like Caleb now than ever actually.
Me: Luz stop picking all the courses, it’s going to bite you in ass.
Sunniva: Like, is Luz giving up on the Human Realm completely?
Lomes: True Caleb Wittebane core.
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Me: Belos dying us is actually a preferable option to what I’ve seen, like being locked away in the Collector’s disk or something.
Sunniva: It’d be the c!Dream prison situation all over again but a million times worse.
Lomes: Imagine if Belos got Danganronpa 2 Bad Ending in the sense he ends up living tucked away in a fantasy world where he believes he’s succeeded in his mission and he and everyone he loves lives all happily.
Sunniva: Nothingness would’ve been the most fitting ending but since there’s canonically some sort of afterlife…
Me: I want Belos to become a god, of homesickness specifically. He’d have wings covered in plants that have the bones in them peaking out and he’d leave flower paths wherever he went and the inside of his hair would have a blue glow that illuminates the rest of his hair-
Lomes, talking over me : I’m just imagining him going to the afterlife ( singular) and getting his ass beat from all his victims-
Me, now talking over them: I also wanna make an reincarnation au-
Sunniva, talking to self: Yeah, I don’t believe in ‘ the Grimwalkers and Caleb are ghosts’ theory but it’d be funny if Belos became a ghost, he’d be wanted nowhere.
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Well, I don't know how to end this so click this not-suspicious link!
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