Oh no I'm supposed to work but my brain was like "Oh but consider getting corrupted by Jamil" and like 😳😨🤔🤩
Hasdfghh the concept is so vague but just the vibes of coming to agree more and more with the things he does (and supporting him in his right to wrongs and, just)
And before you know it you've gone from being all straight-laced and stuff to just the schemer power couple
how much you'd still be under his thumb is left to your personal preference I guess tho I'm more thinking of him pulling that side out of you rather than just "puppeting" you or anything
There goes my concentration I guess
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I think one of the many reasons people misunderstand Marcy so badly is because their compassion feels very real, but it's literally all based on idealization which in turn comes from selfishness. like you cannot take this character's words at surface level. the ease with which they lie to their friends before the big reveal in True Colors is honestly kind of scary; I know there's at least one moment in Bessie & Microangelo where they straight up say "we're probably going home soon!" with absolutely no vocal indication that they're lying other than the word "probably". they don't even sound slightly suspicious.
but that's literally just their character design - they're set up to seem like the most innocent harmless person ever so that we don't see the events of True Colors coming. and it's honestly brilliantly done, but it's clearly too effective if the fandom is anything to go by. if we know that they can put on a mask this easily, and we know their emotional intelligence is low, then I don't understand how it doesn't click with more people that their compassion and kindheartedness has to be at least somewhat of a performance. it doesn't make them a bad person, but episodes like New Wartwood? their "improvements" of the town aren't for the good of the townspeople, it's just what they think will make them appreciated and valued the fastest. essentially if you lack the understanding (after seeing True Colors) that a lot of Marcy's actions - before they change for the better - are motivated by self-centeredness, not genuine goodwill in their heart, you're falling too hard into the trap the writers set
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It Will Come Back by Hozier reminds me so much. of that one au, with thieving sneaky Killer busting into and stealing from fancy people at Rich Himbo Cross’s fancy people party
like. hell yeah
the idea ive come up with in my head is that killer is like, a street-living fella who swiped some fancy-passing clothes from a clothesline on an upperclass house’s balcony and periodically goes around taking from places that are rich and panhandling and shit and like
i keep picturing cross dressing in some lower class style clothes and going out with killer on dates in the Fun Parts of Town, where rich folk like him can’t go because they will get jumped and killed or just get tricked or something because they don’t know the culture in these streets well enough and like cross is like.
“so is there any particularly cool spots?”
and killer goes to be like, “oh well there’s a fight club in the market warehouse”
and cross is like “no, no, i mean like.” he points at the trees that can be seen over the houses and stuff and he’s like “in there?”
and killer takes him to a big water hole, and he’s like “ight rich boy, you gotta be careful, the tree rootsstick up from the ground-“
and cross, already really fucking giddy, has thrown his shirt off and he’s sprinting past and just leaping into the water and killer is like, taken aback for a moment and then cross comes back up and holds up a rock he hit his head on at the bottom of the lake thing and he’s got a big goofy grin and he’s like “A ROCK :D!!!!”
and then he spits out some mud and idk killer would lowkey be like, amused at it? cuz he had this idea that cross was a rich dude who’d spent his life in safety or something and never really had a taste of nature, so he thought cross would be hesitant at best, so to him, cross looks really out of place
and cross is like, bored of waiting, so he like, ducks into the water and scoops up the mushy swampy mud and hurls it at killer’s face and anyways im loving the idea of them goofing off in critter infested waters (cross totally gets snipped by a small mollusk or crustacean)
also, they’d totally use the vines that stretch around to swing into the water and climb them and shit
and then the rock cross found ends up like, being one of his decorations at his fancy house
so like imagine you go in a nice nice house, marble floors, chandeliers etc, and then there’s just an ugly ass rock with moss on it and it smells of dirt and it’s like, one of cross’s prized possessions and no one but him and killer understand why and i just love the idea lmfao
also, alternatively, cross has to go to some meeting and he shows up and one of the fellow rich dudes is like. “sir. is that. is that mud.” and there’s a smear on his forehead and he’s like “…it’s uhm. a birthmark.”
anyways ive been doing much think (literally made this all up as i went) on this au
OHHHH FUCKING ABSOLUTELY DUDE I LOVE THAT SO MUCH WAIT
Godddd absolutely. Absolutely
Augh I love that AU I really should write more for it
ALSO ALSO. about the lyrics and song and all that. YEAH. IT IS ITS SO THAT AU very real so true
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Primis Valena as a Multo (TW: Blood)
Here's our precious bean as a ghost. As promised, here's a lore of how she became one through her perspective:
"It was a sunny day... I was running towards my ancestral house where my relatives lived. The war between the Americans and my countrymen was worsening; they began to burn houses and put my people in concentration camps. I kept running and running until I finally could arrive at the place, the American soldier was after my tail during the chase. I burst inside the door and saw nothing but an empty household, not a single person could be seen inside. Turns out my relatives left when they found out the Americans have arrived at our barrio. I ran as fast as I could until I ended up in the dining room, I tried to find a possible weapon for me to use until it was too late for me to act. The soldier grabbed both of my hands and pinned me to the table as he began to sexually harass me with lust and desire on his face. I fought back by kicking his groin and quickly went to grab a knife, once I turned around... He grabbed his pistol and shot me in the chest, I was stunned, shocked, and speechless. I looked down at my chest as my eyesight went blurry and passed out on the floor, lying in a pool of blood. I don't remember what happened but I came back to the living as a wandering ghost of the house where the Americans used as a base. I tend to move objects by pushing them off the table, making creaking sounds, opening and closing doors and windows, and many more. The soldiers were starting to shiver in fear as I continued to show up late at night to scare them away, especially that one soldier who shot me. They began to lose their patience and sanity, they even brought a priest to remove me from the house but I quickly left once the priest arrived to make sure the soldiers are making a fool of themselves. Not long after, someone broke a family photo of me together with my parents. Enraged, I begin to throw objects around the house as they panicked. The next day, one of the soldiers went insane and committed suicide, it was the killer together with the others. With no other choice, they left the house and never came back. I could feel the happiness inside me but... I should move on from this world, right? I was losing a lot of my memories, except for my nickname and the tragedy that happened to me, the rest withered away. Now I have to collect my memories before moving on or I will continue as a lonely ghost, roaming around the house for the rest of my life...
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I'm just imagining mers basically forming pods of different types of mers. Like Megatron, going against his generally solitary species, forms one.
And him just having pups with several of them. Probably picked up Starscream, for example, while they were both still fairly young. Totally got Dreadwing and Skyquake from him because there's only so many twins to go around. And then Soundwave. Shockwave. And so forth.
Vehicons as like, sardine type of fish? Basically only they can tell the difference between themselves.
And then he takes over part of the ocean.
This was kinda my idea with the shark nursery baby pooling system? Just a bunch of mismatched children. He's got a pretty fair range of territory imo, with it overlapping with //several// other mer's (such as the dolphin mers or Optimus's!) Which definitely gives us a lot of diversity!
I can also seriously see Ratchet developing a pretty strong friendship with the dolphin mers (Roddie, Bee, Jazz, and perhaps more?) And definitely interacting a lot with Optimus oh definitely.
I feel like we can make him being oddly social compared to the other megalodon based sharkformers a ~thing~ and it'd be intriguing to explore? I could tbh say the same for Optimus, as I'm fairly sure mosasaurs are also typically considered to be a solitary species?
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ellian oh my goodness how are youuu ♡♡♡ please can i get my ellian-assigned fob song i trust you with this
JESS HIIIIIIIIIIII<3 honestly im still riding that post concert euphoria and im making it everyone's problem both online and in real life alsdfijasofgksa how are you babe<33 and dude you get bob dylan.
drop me a line and get a fob song assigned to your vibes<3
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