My guess would be that, at least part of, the reason IK throws the stuff is to see how well it would do against a predator. Since throwing solid objects is the main method of defense for a slugcat.
Also, Ik would show up with the rat and the others would probably have to stop her from eating it because of slugcat instincts for survival say "smells like food, is probably food."
And what's that? Levi feels bad about playing Rain World because he dies a bunch?
Sure would be a shame... if he were to find out the lore that makes every single one of those deaths technically canon :)
on her first morning in the devildom ik discovers a carton of eggs in the kitchen, and also discovers that while they are not particularly harmful ammunition, it does make the large loud creatures go "ARGH WHAT THE HELL" when she pelts them with them. even once she trusts them it amuses her so much that she keeps doing it as long as there are eggs in the house
there's a grace period between ik first arriving with the rat and barbatos just withering wherein he just stands there horrified and ik just looks at him innocently like o w o? then BANG he is out cold. while everyone else is panicking about that ik just sloooowly shuffles away (still clutching the rat) and lucifer has another dog-trying-to-eat-something-it-shouldn't moment "NO. PUT THAT DOWN. IT ISN'T FOR YOU"
i feel like he'd have a lot of pet dad moments in general. he'll be making dinner and he has to keep gently shoving ik away like "no. not for you. not good for you." while ik just gives him the biggest saddest pleadingest eyes ever
also oo lore?? (insert that eyes emoji) i can't find a good concise explanation of it but it conjures the image of levi with his head on the table just in tears "your story's so saaad" meanwhile ik is idly pawing at his headphone wire, hoping that this time he will let her eat the aquarium gravel
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I think I am doing okay, here.
I wish so many things could have been different. My heart aches for it. But I wouldn't have found my voice, otherwise, nor would I have met so many wonderful people and creatures.
I wish the other one would worry less. It's very silly to realize he thought I was the panicked one... now I've organized my mind and honed my edge, and he's the one who keeps feeling down...
I don't entirely understand why... life is very good. Everyone is getting a little better. It aches because I can feel it like a physical creature clawing in the skull, and whispering all of the misery in this world, the atrocities, the tragedies, the possibilities of so many things ending, or of getting hurt or worse for who he is. And being afraid for the people he cares about...
But that doesn't help us sleep right now. It doesn't change that tomorrow morning the sun will rise and we don't have work and we could do anything, within reason of course.
I'm not sure. Maybe I am the stupid one for being so positive. But one of us has to be, now.
Maybe it's just my instincts waking up again. It's so easy to throw my aching heart and memories away when someone I care about needs me. And right now, once more, we just need to rest.
Nothing bad is even happening! We had a nice day. We talked to friends, we played a game and lost track of time because it was so much fun. I liked that game and the name is appropriate, Loop Hero. Ironic but fitting! We helped a friend feel better after a nightmare. And now it's OUR turn to rest.
Nothing is wrong. Everything is alright. Many big steps forward this coming week. I feel his worry creeping into my heart too, but there's no need for it. We were brave and confident before, we can be that way again. :)
- Grist
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