hi! may i request some mikoto + amane (platonic obvs) … anything? they are very dear to me 😭
Yes!!! Thank you so much for the request -- they really are such a good pair ;-; (The thing is, I had so many nice scenes in mind about how they parallel each other, but they wouldn't know or reveal that about each other so I kept restarting...) Anyway, here's something right after Mikoto's first trial/verdict!
Mikoto could pick up on someone’s bad mood from a mile away, though the skill was unnecessary when the other party very clearly and calmly informed him, “I’m in a bad mood.”
After refusing his offer, Amane turned back to a thick textbook she’d been taking notes on. Didn’t kids usually complain that school was already a prison? She must have wanted the full experience. He'd worked nonstop at his studies as well, but this was a new level. Amane often reminded him of his little sister, though she always took the extra step like this. His sister would have jumped at this opportunity to play a few rounds of their favorite card game.
“It’ll be fun!”
He flashed a smile, but it had no effect on her severe expression. “I know you’re just trying to comfort me about our verdicts. I refuse to be pitied.”
“Comfort and pity are two very different things. But anyway, it wasn’t either of those things.” He gave an easy shrug “To be honest, I’m just a little bored. It’s weird not having any work to do during the day.”
Mikoto couldn’t remember the last time in his life he’d had so many hours to himself. A lot of the others were fun to play games with. A few of the sportier prisoners helped him stay active. He enjoyed smoking breaks with the other men. Still, he was left to his own devices for the majority of his time. It was maddening. He’d recently requested some more art supplies, having used up the last batch, but they had yet to come in. Now with the verdict announcement, he wasn’t sure they’d ever arrive.
“That is your own problem. I already have something to do.” Her eyes lingered on the cards for the briefest of moments before returning to the book. “I told you, I’m not in the mood for it.”
Regardless of her hostility, he took a seat beside her. He leaned his arms out on the table. “We don’t have to play the same game.” The last time they'd played as a big group, several prisoners pulling the tables together to fit everyone. Amane had kept very quiet, eyes darting around at the cards as she tried to keep up with the rules. Not many of the others noticed the frustration clear in her face. Mikoto wasn’t the type to let her win out of pity, though he had begun to mutter the rules and strategies to himself a bit more as the night went on…
“Is there a game you liked to play at home?”
“No. There was no time for games in the house.”
“All work and no play… hah… I know what that’s like.” He slumped his cheek onto his arm, lazily shuffling the cards around. He felt bad for bothering the girl if she truly was upset. He thought it was the bad experience that made her reject him, he hadn’t realized there were also family issues attached. Usually he could read people well; maybe he was losing his touch. He seemed to be losing touch with a lot of things, these days.
He readied a game of solitaire.
“Mikoto?” Amane kept her face turned away. “There was… one game.”
“Yeah?” Mikoto shuffled the cards back together. He slid them over to her. “You should teach me!”
She didn’t touch them. “You probably already know it.”
“Nah, I only know a few games. I’m better with tarot cards, though those aren’t really the gaming type. Come on, what is it?”
She told him the name of the game, insisting it wouldn’t be worth playing. She kept her attention on the textbook, but her eyes weren’t reading any of it.
“Ahh, I’ve heard of that one! We start with four cards, right?” He started dealing them out.
“No, five –” she pointed to the deck, urging him to add two more.
“Right, right.” He laughed lightly. “And the goal is to get pairs, and put them in a pile, uhh, here.”
Amane shook her head. She shifted her body slightly towards him. “You must be thinking of a different game. There’s actually three piles for pairs. One here, one here, and when it’s your opponent’s turn…”
Her eyes gleamed as she explained the rules. She pointed to various cards, telling him exact moves and point values. “And to win, you need to –” Her expression shifted. “You… you already knew all this.”
“Of course not!” He put on his most convincing smile.
She deflated. “You’re not a very good liar.”
“Tch, tell that to the warden.”
His shoulders sagged along with her. If Amane could see right through him, why was the rest of Milgram still coming up with stories about what he did and didn’t do? “Well, I might already know the rules, but it’s been a long time since I’ve played. You can still give me a hand. Plus, if you really are in such a bad mood, it’ll be good to take a break from your studies. You should always take a break when things get too overwhelming, yeah?”
She gave him a withering stare.
“Eh? What’s that face for?”
“Alright, let’s play. You can go first.”
“I mean it, what was that look? Aw, come on…”
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why the deep sigh before saying you’re a natural redhead lol
Several reasons!
For context this is in response to my answer in the "rb in the tags what would be the physical feature used to identify you in fanfiction of you if you were a fictional character" post a few days ago and the TL;DR is the redheads get stereotyped in specific ways I hate.
Large ass rant below (hey you asked lol)
For a lot of people, redheaded women are a fetish. ( When I was younger, I had people date me who later stated they just wanted to cross off dating a redhead, they didn't actually want a relationship, and my personal favorite, that they would never date someone who "wasn't skinny" but made an exception bc I'm a redhead. I've been offered a LOT of sex and a LOT of threesomes, because I'm a bucket list item and they will say so, to my face, in person. Like many things in life, there's a line between a preference or appreciation or even a "type" --and a fetish. The later being an issue because you're no longer seen as a person but an object, and people will make that creepily, disgustingly clear.
2. It's a stereotyped personality. Redhead's are crazy/hot tempered/insane (see: that one dude from Fruits Basket and I cant even pick a female character theres so fucking many) crazy in bed (one example among hundreds is We're the Millers "Eh she's a redhead there's a 50/50 chance she'd be into it") Soulless (I actually used that one to get through High School by insisting I was collecting souls to pay for my fire-lake front mansion, shouts out to South Park lmao), and many more. The redheaded step-child, the vixen, the other women, etc.
I have had my hair color come up in job interviews, with teachers, with coaches or trainers and even in situations as a kid where I was essentially asked "Hello kid I just met, you're a redhead, are you going to behave for me?" Related, my parents got a LOT of praise because I was quiet. Throughout my life the most common "praise" I have received is that I am "not a typical redhead" bc I am "calm."
You still see a lot of this bleed into fanfiction, but you used to REALLY see it bleed into fanfiction lol.
Addendum to both points above--the fetish, hot, good in bed thing typically only applies to conventionally attractive women.
Redheaded men are "ugly", and if you don't fit into the current but ever changing Socially Acceptable Hot Chick Look, then you're in for it. This includes weight, skin color/tone, freckles, type of hair, fuckin' eye color sometimes, the list goes on.
I vaguely recall someone who was doing a media study about how the male "problem child" in media is typically portrayed as a redhead. off the top of my head, the kid from Malcom in the Middle and the kid from the magic school bus.)
And that's just the cis shit.
3. People in general get weird about my hair. A lot of strangers enjoy touching it without asking, or otherwise felt ownership over it if I had parts of it dyed, etc. I legitimately had people get super upset the time I dyed it black. Hell I had STRANGERS get upset. People I never met in my life who were making small talk in the check out line, absolutely FURIOUS with me about dying it black, because they asked me what my natural hair color was and I answered honestly.
4. If you're over the age of, ehhhh, 25? 27? You probably remember the age of fanfic where we described EVERYONE by their hair color lmao. Redhead was right up there with bluenette. It was painful and that post reminded me of it.
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I am awake! i am living! i am FERAL!
This litle update has me absolutely SPINNING
Firstly just allow me to say that everything is just oh so so CUTE
The costumes, the sprites, the 19 minute long audio, the COOKBOOK my beloved!!
But anyways, theory time!!
Well more like observations, thoughts and unhinged ramblings XD
Gonna put it Down Below:
Speaking of that. First observation is the wording of Down Below
We usually talk about waving up high! It is said so many times!
But now we finally have our official "As Above, So Below"
My first thought on this is the theme of a stage,
"As above the stage, down below the stage"
But I truly dont think we have enough information to make a connection quite yet
We know where "Down Below" is
I wonder where "As Above" is?
The second thing is the Wally Darling costume
And the Eyes
I realize now that the Eyes are actually just holes and showing whatever is underneath, BUT I still can't help thinking that this was intentional! Perhaps it's some sort of Code?
Afterall, his eyes are Black!
Now to get into the MEAT here:
Spoilers if you have not found the secret audio!
during the secret audio "Listen"
The bug found on the transcript
Wally stares directly at the "eddie" apple as he eats the apple on the plate (I also just wanted a screenshot of the "eyes" in the BG)
and now… now i have theories
hang on cause it involves the entire transcript that was said but not said in the transcript itself!
(In fact, it says this part is not there!! but it IS)
so i typed it out by ear
(also ayoo we have a narrator!!)
(also there is a lot of 4th wall breaking and quite a few neighbors seem to know that there is a show/that they are puppets)
(but anyways!)
ok but here is what is said in the story
It is because this town is rumored to have visitors at night… Something from deep within the forest, far beyond the hills and mountains… No one knows what it wants or where it’s going, just that it is persistent.. Just that it arrives here.
So many stories have risen about their origins… But I know what it is searching for.
it is looking for neighbors who have stayed up past the daytime, to gobble them up whole
that is why so few live here
it moves through the streets at night, but it doesnt break into Homes
However, on rare instances, it will find itself with an appetite unsatisfied by its aimless wanderings
even the occasional unfortunate insect that has crossed its path, is not enough
those who have lived through the nights say, it isn't quiet about it either
they always say you can hear when it gets closer to you
do you know what sound it makes?
I hear it, every night.
you can hear it too, if you listen
especially if you wait next to your window
First, there's rustling in the bushes
Then, the scratching on the pavement, and the walls.. as it crawls up
Finally, if you're quiet..
You can hear it's guttural sound
ok ok so there seems to be a theme going on here and the theme is Hunger
And also when the audio gets all garbled and skipping?
I feel like it is saying..."Frankly" over and over?
I could be overthinking, but it is what i hear!!
it almost feels like Wally.. can't control his hunger
he was supposed to be watching Barnaby's apple
Barnaby even says "Don’t worry though, kid, there’s plenty’a other eats here! What’re you feelin’ hungry for, Wally?"
and he is quick to draw attention away from wally, as he tends to do a LOT
barnaby seems to Know a LOT about Wally, and thats why he sort of has to be his babysitter?
I think that there could be a connection here
I think Wally was HUNGRY, he was absolutely STARVING
OR OR
Maybe something else was Hungry? Home?? Whatever the black goo/mold is?? If something is controling Wally?
His eyes are black, the Goo is black, the goo is coming from Home
But also also
[It sounds like Barnaby pats the camera.]
Going back to my theory of wally being the camera/ the audience surrogate/his eyes are cameras
This is fuel to my fire!!
Oh and also the Wally Costume add to the motif of You being able to see through Wally's eyes. Of You and Wally being connected through his Eyes!!
But at the end of the day, I think this update revolves around Eddie!
This little bug on the rock is Purple! Which we know is Eddie's Color!
And just that that doodle looks like the bug that leads to the secret Audio where Eddie's apple is brought to the screen..
Leads me to feel like something forboding is going on for our poor, dear sweet Mailman!
Which by the way, just another little Observation
But Sally doesnt seem enthused by the fact that Eddie is a fellow Arts lover? and she just calls him "Mailman" rather than an affectionate longname like she does with everybody else
But it does feel like Eddie is the Type to give his heart and soul to everyone, the shirt from his back, only for him to get left in the dirt
u_u I'm noticing a trend of him being the neighborhood punching bag
Eddie IS the mailman tho!
So it only makes sense that he is the one delivering the letters to the WHRP. He is not the one writing them, he's just the delivery guy!
But I think he could be being sent out at night
When everyone else is asleep
And I think something terrible may happen to him
It's very dangerous to go out at night
and This could be where Eddie is ripped in half/mangled
Wally fixes him of course!
(old theory but it does reference that)
So is Wally just using Eddie to serve whatever purpose he is after?
Eddie is a very compliant guy, he would do anything for anyone
and if he can be put back together, where is the harm?
I am starting to make connections!
Stringing together the pieces!
And once again, i'm getting the question of
"Is Wally Evil?"
And once again, I am answering with a solid "No"
Do I think that he could be slightly morally askew?
With the themes of "I must do what I need to do, no matter what happens" "I'm sorry, but this is how it must be" "The ends justifies the means"
Possibly, maybe. Especially if it is to save his Neighbors, his World, his Home.
Or, Just some of his actions are not his, he is a puppet afterall.
Anyways anyways, this has been a very very long and rambly tangent.
Hopefully there can be some sense made from this, I know that I can be a bit jumpy with my thoughts!!
But these are my inputs for now!!
Feel free to add on/correct me!
(I know the one link is out of cannon date, but so was the Frankly picture, and it was made cannon, so take it with a grain of salt)
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