PLS elaborate on ur hollow gets found out scenarios I beg
RUBS MY HANDS TOGETHER LIKE A FLY
HERE'S A FEW
The most developed one (and one that even has its own variants) involves their first training session. They've been practising moves for a while and it was finally time to check their combat skills in a battle. Of course, they're like...7, so the knights go easy on them. Still, the hits hurt, and after 2 or 3 more they just burst into tears and can't stop crying even when the knights drop everything and try to comfort them. Pale King was watching them and is absolutely horrified, but pushes his impending emotional crisis away to go comfort his kid. Dryya is also the one that hit them and she's also absolutely horrified and feels guilty.
In another version, that's a variant of FaaF because of course it is, Pale King sort of breaks down one day early on because fuck he loves that kid so much and he wasn't supposed to love them, and they look so much like him and his beloved wife and it just crushes him. He's suddenly regretting all of it, regretting not keeping at least one egg. And when they're alone and he looks at them he finally just breaks down and falls to his knees. And then after a while of crying and apologising, he feels two little hands pet his head.
In a similar vibe to that one, there's one where Pale King and White Lady visibly mourn the child they think is dead, and after realising it PV decides to reveal themself. They end up getting named Joy in that one.
There's one that involves Pale King using weird mind powers on them. Basically, he links their minds together briefly to make sure they're hollow, expecting complete emptiness as he was so sure of his plan working out, only to be met with a very tiny very scared child instead.
There's a version where they just do not vibe with being taken away from their siblings and go back to the Abyss's door and scratch at it and cry, and Pale King finds them there like that.
There's one where they're having a bad dream or dreaming about having a normal life and loving parents (ouch) and they wake up crying. It's early in the day so one of the knights goes to wake them up and get them to the training grounds, but instead they find them crying in their bed.
There's one where Radiance realises they're not hollow very early on and decides to infect them. She can't do anything with a little kid, she just decided to be a spiteful bitch and hit Pale King where it hurts. She pushed her luck though because he's had enough and he's going to show her what a pissed-off wyrm is capable of. They recover, thankfully, but holy shit what a horrible way to find out.
SPEAKING OF HORRIBLE WAYS TO FIND OUT
The last idea is quite dark, so I'm gonna out it under a readmore
TW: physical abuse and child abuse, if you're sensitive to these topics please just skip that last one
The last one involves a staff member who decided to use PV as a punching bag to deal with their stress and problems because they weren't alive so it wasn't wrong, right? But they don't stop either when the poor kid starts crying and makes it clear that they are alive and hurt by this.
Thankfully, Pale King hears a kid crying and goes to check it out and walks in on this. And he damn near murders that fucker right there and then. The only reason he stops himself and calls the guards instead was because he didn't want his kid to see that, but he did scream his head off at the scumbag and gave them quite a bit of scratches after he threw himself between them and PV.
He coaxes PV from under the bed where they hid and gently pulls them onto his lap. They're still sobbing and sniffling and he tries to get them to show him where it hurts all the while speaking softly to them and rocking them in his lap. They pat their tummy and squeal quietly when he puts his hand on it, but calm down as he heals them. He then just holds them on his lap and comforts them for a long time, all the while rubbing their belly to try and soothe it.
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Talking abt empathy again because I have a little epiphany every so often and because I'm finally a bit more clear in my head but:
I've struggled with deciphering if I feel empathy or now. I settled on saying low empathy but i always doubted if that was true because ii would do/feel things i would assume was empathy.
but the more i think of it the more I don't think those feelings are empathy. People say to "stand in their shoes and feel their emotions" and it's like... Ok i do the "stand in their shoes" part but the "understand/feel their emotions" part is where I fall flat.
I can understand how being in their situation would make ME feel but I struggle to understand how THEY are feeling. If i would not be upset in a situation then i find it difficult to understand why others are upset.
Of course, I don't ever say anything mean or act like it's trivial for them to be upset like they are, i can sympathize with them and recognized they are upset...but empathized? Understanding why they are upset? idk it tends to allude me sometimes.
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Decided to write a random Snotlout angst fic. I may clean this up and expand and publish but for now I’m just gonna put it here.
Warnings: hurt/no comfort, loneliness, a mention of suicidal ideation, self-judgment, depressiveness, I think that’s it
Context: set sometime after Chain of Command but I didn’t look at the timeline or anything so it’s a bit iffy. Also I know very little when it comes to Norse mythological figures. This is just a self-indulgent vent fic and basically just me projecting some of my fears and feelings but making it a little bit of a Snotlout character analysis (I wouldn’t say it is an analysis tho). This isn’t edited or anything either.
The edge was wonderful. Sure, there were attacks and new responsibilities, threats of the unknown and a whole lot of pressure, but it was freedom and adventure. On Berk there were expectations. There were rules and normalities that were confining, especially to someone like Snotlout. There was still a similar fear, one of being cast out for not being able to fit it, but as time flew past, the collective anxieties the riders had unanimously disappeared. They would make jabs and bicker as they always had, but it was clear they were a team.
No one was left behind, human or dragon. That’s what Hiccup had said. That’s the philosophy they all followed.
However, in the silence of an empty hut, Snotlout began to doubt. Hookfang had gone to the stables for the night after the Viking had lashed out. He couldn’t remember what he lashed out about now, probably something stupid. He knew the guilt would hit later but all he felt was a tired numbness and resignation.
While his eyes were close, praying to Nótt to let him sleep for a while - or maybe forever, his thoughts flew, much like Hiccup and Toothless seemed to be if the occasional shriek wasn’t just in his imagination. They thoughts weren’t new, even if he had the engere, he didn’t need to read into them like he used to. They were a constant now, not necessarily a comforting constant, but one nonetheless.
He lived on the edge for the time being, but one day they would have to return. It could be easier to go back sooner, try and avoid getting to attached. That had been his plan when the edge was under attack and lava periodically spewed and why keep up the illusion when it would be harder in the long run. Still, the idea of actually going back hurt. To go back to those oppressive rulers, the feeling of eyes judging every move, the inability to express who he was. It would hurt.
The worst part though was already in motion. It always had been from the time the first insult left his mouth. It was predestined since being born a Jorgensen. Or at least being born as the child of Spitelout, in a world where bravado and strength meant survival. Berk had always been like that, it still was, but Hiccup was changing that. Maybe if he was more like Hiccup, the opposite of what his dad had made him, he wouldn’t be alone.
On the edge they had each other. He was needed and they cared to a degree but he knew how they felt about him. If it came between him and another member of the team, he knew who the rest would pick. Why chose someone who insults, who overreacts, who’s the least competent? He knew his faults but how was he supposed to change who he is.
Not to mention, everyone else has someone or something. Hiccup has Astrid and Toothless and they have him. The twins have each other, Fishlegs has knowldge, Heather for a while, and now Ruffnut seemed to be growing fond of him in her own way. Tuff even has chicken. Of course, they all have their dragons, just like he has Hookfang, but even his own dragon doesn’t want to be around right now. Minden was kind, said she liked him too, but how could they possibly work with her as a wingmaiden? He’s sure she would tire of him eventually anyway. Everyone seemed to.
Now he didn’t even have the energy to force himself to talk, to make them give him a place among them, to remind them he existed too. Maybe he would tomorrow but would that effort even matter? In the long term they would all have their places and he would be left. Destined to want but no ability to have.
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