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He's so weird! Which one of you is telling the joke here?
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♋ ✆
♋ - What do you think about the caste system?
you must be new here
the caste system is really good at doin it's job
it's job is keepin fuckers in their place, and makin sure that everyone is so busy suppressin and bein suppressed that they don't get past petty squabbles between individuals to look at culture
but sometimes, it sure does backfire on the suppressors.
best to do away with the whole damn thing
✆ - Last troll you talked to?
saness in person, zira in text. text is a bit more recent
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WHOA MAMA HOT EGGS ON CONCRETE--
You didn't know those two- You didn't know they liked to-
>//< !!
... >//ó
...When you allow yourself to take a better look at the picture, you notice something... off.
Well, it seems off to you, at least...
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> You remember being stubborn about being happy. About spreading joy, not letting the darkness of the world sink into you. It's a core component of your identity, but it gets harder to enforce by the night. It feels like a sputtering fire, surges like yesterday where you push back against the seeping shroud only to burn out thrice as quickly as you once had.
> So you don't say anything. Where can a girl go to find happiness? You have to look inside yourself and REALLY figure it out, because what you're doing right now, and the people you do it with, isn't really cutting it for you.
> Or maybe you're just in a dark patch, a part of you urges. Maybe everyone will come out the other side brighter, more alive. Shouldn't you stick it out and see?
> You're not sure what cowardice is.
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★ you noted vriska but how do they feel about grinmaww now that they're out?
EXCELLENT QUESTION
idanus..... really doesnt hold much against eridan, actually?
hes only been on the hydromatic for about ten sweeps out of their fifty, and in that time he did very little to make their situation any worse. he treated them with a lot more respect than cronus ever did. at the end he was even starting to realize how bad things were and try to improve the situation some
they dont like him, per se. but they can recognize that as far as imperial captains go, hes one of the most decent apples in a spoiled barrel. he doesnt have a strong sense of morality at all but for a highblood raised mostly alone and then dumped into clown central, its not NEARLY as bad as it couldve been
they think hes a much better direction for the church in the sense that they think that him taking the helm (ha) will dismantle cronus’ cult of personality, which is a very good step for everybody almost regardless of what eridan does from there
...they think that saness and sollux are good influences on him and will hopefully keep nudging him in the right direction and keep him from doing anything awful
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X! L W
X - X-dressing (do they crossdress as a part of teasing / foreplay? does crossdressing turn them on? turn their partner on? do they prefer to do it or watch their partner crossdress instead? do they use other costumes? cat ears, tails, etc?)uh... i guess i used to ‘cross dress’ as a form of gender expression maybe? i liked wearin pretty things but i’d only do it to piss off my mates who got embarrassed by it, and only in a sexual sense for whatever reason. even the tits was that originally, just a tease to make saness annoyed and to... i dunno, i kinda liked feelin pretty? but i wouldn’t do it for any other reason than sex. i dunno why, it’s just how i wasand then i started gendering. still kinda on that journey.but i like costumes :oP i like to play with sexuality. it’s funL - Lighting (are the lights on? off? do they have some kind of mood lighting set up?) fairy lights :o) candles too. but i like to be able to see, at least enough to tell what face my partner is makin.
i only did doubles for the meme, so w’s already done
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* all I have is an asterisk but pretend its a star
Oh boy Ringleader. What a mess lmfao.
At first he just...sure was some old clown on the dash. Bold and brash. Kind of entertaining, distantly.
Then RL struck up a conversation in such a way that instantly amused him enough to humor it, and well, WE SURE KNOW WHERE THAT WENT.
They sure do have some terrible, terrible things in common-- also some less than terrible! He respects anyone who has a strong and unyielding sense of who they are-slash-want to be, which was definitely a mutual point in favor. But he absolutely has no qualms with being a means of enabling those darker impulses, which, yknow, definitely makes Saness’s concerns more than valid at least conceptually.
Ringleader... Boy howdy. He was NOT, at ALL, good at concealing just how fixated he was becoming, and Goldwave absolutely fed into that knowingly. But there was also something about being seen in that way (the art Shook him) that got deep under his skin enough to become invested in turn. Enough so that, high on painkillers or not, he Was entirely willing to offer his name in exchange for getting the straight truth out of him.
Aaaaaaaand he blew it.
Broke his trust, violated his agency, crossed a line he does Not forgive, got someone else involved in their private affairs and proved himself a coward in the way he dealt with it all, which is something they definitely don’t see eye to eye on. After that, well... A lot of the shine has rubbed off, unfortunately. He’s invested too much into Whatever This Is to be the one to shut things down, but he’s backed off severely, and until Ringleader actually makes some real, honest, dedicated effort of his OWN to own up to his misstep, that’s not likely to change.
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★ ;o
Ember adores this bastard. She thinks he's hilarious. She both does and doesn't trust him - she doesn't for a moment believe that he would care about her, but she thinks he's trustworthy just in that she trusts he will always act in his own (and Idanus') best interests. This makes her feel safe; she is on their side for now, and sees no place where she is in their way.
Also, when Ember was deified, she was the goddess of injured and avenging love - love as the fierce and bloody aspect. His actions with Idanus, freeing them from slavery/servitude, his willingness to burn for them? This is the sort of thing she would be patron to, if she'd kept the mantle; this is what she means when she offers a boon. (Her deification was reversed at her request but couldn't be entirely undone.)
Every time he isn't the biggest asshole to her, she grins. Just being tolerated is a compliment to her of the highest regard. She wants to help him more, but knows better than to push.
The cactus she gave to Idanus was 100% a callout to Goldwave, though. A golden and prickly cactus? (Also, a prickly exterior hiding a valuable and potentially sweet interior?) Both because she couldn't help but fit in a tiny platonic dig, and because she thought Idanus might appreciate it.
His conflict with Saness at the party concerned her. She still has no idea why it was like that, and it put her very off-balance. She's a little nervous.
She still is slightly ashen for him but she doesn't fully recognize for sure that it's what's happening, and she doesn't believe there's a chance he respects her enough for that to work.
#infiniteproxy#memes#ooc#asked and answered#She is having a great time poking the bear.#And even if he lashes out she'll love it.
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Unforeseen Chasm (Part26)
Prompt: Two sisters fall for men that are absolute enemies. The love they have could tear all of them apart, or it could bring them together.
Word Count:3140
Warnings: Language
Note: This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written (including my novels). It’s a collaboration with the amazing @mrs-dragneel-stark-solo. It started as a funny “What if…?” and it evolved and got huge. This took two years to write. We are both proud and happy and we hope you enjoy it. It follows from Thor 1 to Endgame in the MCU. Some of the timelines may be off in order to fit certain people, and some characters may show up earlier or in different ways than they have in the movie. But for the most part, it follows the MCU. It also has a bit of crossover with some other Marvel characters throughout the story.
Masterlist for Unforeseen Chasm
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The following morning you couldn’t wait to talk to Shannon so you opened up the tablet, clicked the video chat app, and chose your only contact. For some people, one contact might seem lonely, but for you, that one contact was all you needed.
She accepted the call and her stunning face lit up the window as you pulled your coffee close to your lips.
“Morning, Y/N,” she greeted, pouring her own coffee, a tired look on her face.
“Morning, hun.” You waved to her. “Any big plans for the day?” you wondered.
“Kinda,” she answered after swallowing some coffee.
You perked an eyebrow up. “Oh? I’m intrigued. What’s on the agenda?”
“Hoping to finish creating that surprise for you two,” she informed.
You frowned at her, confused. “I thought the tablet was my surprise?”
She smiled widely and giggled. “Nope, that’s for us to chat. But there’s this research I’ve been doing for a few months now but still no result. I feel like I’m missing something.”
“What research?” you blurted out, not able to resist asking.
“It’s got to do with the genetic mutation in identical twins,” she informed. “Here. If you go to your office, you can project my notes and data from the camera that’s set up there. Just double tap the screen when you get there.”
You nodded and took your coffee and tablet to the office in the adjoining room, while she sent the files down to your cell.
“Everything is there. I’m just having trouble identifying how it is that one of the two ends up with a mutation while the other doesn’t,” she commented, sounding frustrated.
“Have you listened to Bach?” you asked, knowing that every time she listened to him, it jogged her mind.
She stared at you through the tablet and deadpanned, “What do you think?”
You laughed and held your hands up “Okay, okay. Fraternal or maternal twins? Raised in the same environment? What are Tony’s thoughts? Banner’s? They have a lot of experience with mutation… Did you call Charles?”
“Depends on the case. I have a few sets that are paternal and some there is a turn off, but they have the opposite effect with the mutations from each side. Tony doesn’t know. He is not really aware of what happened. Banner… he can help with just a small amount. The thing with the experience on mutation is that you know Bruce and becoming the Hulk but there’s not much you can get out of it because even his own studies have led to very little.” She began to read in her ledgers. “Speaking of, I’m actually I’m going to contact Charles later today. Hopefully he’s not that busy, and neither is Logan, and they can probably run some tests, figure out some stuff. Probably hit the ring to see what triggers some of my powers.”
Your face fell a little bit, remembering how you used to visit Charles with her. It made you miss him and all of the X-Men… “Oh, are your powers… bad? I mean.. Like, you haven’t consulted Charles in a long time,” you noted.
She glanced over to the screen, noticing the change in your tone.
“If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine. It’s not really any of my business if you powers aren’t going quite right,” you stated, laughing somewhat nervously, a pang of guilt hitting your gut.
“Don’t worry, Y/N. It’s not that they’re bad. It’s just… they’re changing. I used to take people’s powers temporarily, but now, I can store them. And the shapeshifting and the flying. I’m rapidly mutating and I’m not sure what’s causing it…”
You nodded, listening to her, worried for her, and angry that you were locked in a cell with no way to help her.
“Y/N… do you remember that one kid at the mansion who would feed off people's emotions and it became what he felt?” she asked, looking at you, hoping you remembered.
Sadly, you didn’t, so you shook your head. “No, who was that?”
“I can’t remember his name, but he had bumped into me one of those few times I went to train. And it seems I absorbed some of his powers and that what might be messing me up. It used to be very subtle, but now… now I can hardly get through an emotional event without it draining on me. Like when Steve had to carry me out,” she reminded.
“You think it’s damaging you,” you said, summarizing for her.
“I think it is,” she agreed. “If it’s emotionally strong, positive or negative, I just… The fight I had with Tony?”
“Yeah?”
“I was so mad at what he was saying I hadn’t realized my weather powers had triggered and mixed with the laser beams I took from Cyclops and it mixed with your purple energy and things were thrown at Tony when I yelled at him. Thankfully one of his suits was there or I might have hurt him.”
You muttered, “I know what that’s like.”
Shannon stopped what she was doing and put down her pen, giving you her full attention. “What do you mean you know what it’s like?” A moment later she added, “If you’re comfortable telling me, that is.”
“Ever since Thanos put this--” You showed your purple dark energy and then made it disappear “--inside me, it’s turned me into someone else… I was so angry all the time, at everything. It’s much better now, but I still get so much rage.” You looked up at the camera, facing her. “So I know what it’s like to not quite know what’s happening to your body… To have this… power… but it destroys you.”
“It does. I’ve noticed I can’t keep up during training with Nat. Both of us being a part of the Red Room, we’ve kept to training like they taught us, but I’m just not as fast as I used to be.” She shrugged and looked a bit sullen. “It’s all still here,” she noted, pointing at her head with her pen. “It’s just that this is giving me trouble.” She closed her eyes, and then opened them, revealing milky red eyes with purple swirls.
“I can’t imagine how hard it is for you,” you commented. “To hold all those powers and finding out how to use them and keep them in check.”
“At least it hasn’t taken over… yet,” she remarked, staring down at her hands.
“It won’t. You’re too strong for that,” you assured.
Shannon smiled a small bit, glancing up to look at you through the screen, trying to find solace in your words.
“I was hoping to see if I can get you out of there so that you can come with me to the mansion and we can both figure out what’s going on with our powers?” She sighed and reminded, “Of course, I’ll have to talk to Fury about it.” A groan escaped her just thinking about it, and you smiled slightly, remembering how much she did not like negotiating with the SHIELD director.
Your face list up a million degrees. “You would really see about that?”
“Of course. I want us to be able to get the help we need. We shouldn’t have to suffer at the hands of these powers.”
“I’m sort of public enemy number one. Not sure the world is ready for me to be out…” A deep frown followed your statement that didn’t go unnoticed by your friend.
She lifted an eyebrow. “Well… technically, the world doesn’t know it was you. You know Charles, he’d probably help get you to the mansion without being seen, just to help you.”
A sly smile played on your lips. “Are you suggesting Nightcrawler break me out?” you teased.
Shannon couldn’t help but start laughing jovially at your comment. “He’d probably have a blast getting out of there! That kid loves scaring Tony.”
You were so overwhelmed with the prospect of getting out, even if it was just for a few hours, that you had almost forgot about your fellow cellmate. Saness colored your face and tone. “I don’t know if I should Leave Loki though… That doesn’t seem… fair that I should get a day pass…” You glanced back toward your bedroom, a guilty look on your face.
Shannon understood where you were coming from, so she offered, “I mean, it’s only if you want to. Besides, it’s not like we’re going out to shop. It’s to help you progress and reinstate yourself to the world.”
You bit your lip, noticing the wording. Reinstate yourself to the world… Right.. Because you were in prison.
“Not to make that sound like you’re a felon!” she loudly corrected, turning back to the screen with a look of embarrassment.
You waved it off. It wasn’t her fault you were in the situation you were in.
“Let me talk to Loki?” you requested with raised eyebrows. “But I would love to see everyone again, and figure out how to get… this side of me out.”
“Of course! Take whatever time you need. I’m not sure when I’ll be able to contact Charles, so let me know whenever you’ve made a decision.”
“I will. Thank you, Shannon. In the meantime, do you have anything physics related I can study? I am going bonkers down here…” You paused for a moment, before asking, “Does Tony mind you talking to me? Or sharing data? I mean, he’s still pissed at me… right?”
This time, it was her turn to wave you off. “Forget Tony, he’s my problem, not yours.” She looked at you and smiled. “I could get you whatever Jane’s left unfinished? There are a few new things she got here.” She pointed to a stack of files on the nearby desk.
“Please, send me anything, otherwise this gold mine is going to rot,” you joked, pointing to your head.
“Well we can’t have that now, can we?” She giggled before talking to JARVIS. “JARVIS, send whatever files are in our system from Jane’s recent studies down to Y/N’s office.”
“Right away, Ms. Shannon. Is there anything else?”
“Let me know when Fury will be coming by the Tower or the complex, please?”
“Yes, Ms. Shannon.”
“The files should be ready for you to look through, now. I’ll make sure any new data gets sent to you too.” Meanwhile, she was nodding her head while looking at the holographic data in front of her, swiping it to and fro.
“I’ll let you get back to your work,” you offered, trying to hide the sadness in your voice. But her work and research was more important than keeping a prisoner like you company.
She hummed. “Hmm? Oh, yeah, sorry. I just have a deadline for this and--”
“Shan, it’s fine,” you assured genuinely with a soft smile.
She seemed to be relieved by your words. “Okay, I’ll talk to you later, okay? Don’t forget to talk to Loki and let me know?”
“I’ll let you know by the end of the day.”
“Thanks. Talk to you soon.”
The call ended.
But no part of you could even be sad, for this had been the best gift you’d gotten in some time. Other than being allowed to share a cell with Loki, this was the next best thing.
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Loki was still asleep during your conversation with Shannon, but when he woke up and you made him a nice brunch, you decided to dive right into the touchy subject of you getting a day pass, and not him.
“Uh, Loki,” you started as he ate his meal.
“Yes, darling?” he asked, glancing up to you.
You wrung your hands, knowing how this sounded. That you would be leaving Loki behind, that you were gaining freedom and he wasn’t. That you were not, in fact, equals, as you had said you’d been. As you always tried to prove to him.
“Shannon.. She has an idea…”
“Is it an idea to break out of this?” he asked, pointing around with his eyes.
“Well… actually… kind of.”
He peered at you with a curious frown.
“I told her about my powers, about how the thing Thanos pout in me is dark and it wears on me…”
“Yes?”
“Well… she’s going to Charles Xavier to get her powers looked at. It seems she has a mutation that’s causing her issues… And she said she might be able to get me a pass to sort of… go with her,” you informed nervously. You were so worried Loki would simply see this as a way of you gaining freedom, while he stayed behind. Or that you were somehow distancing yourself from him.
“So you would get to leave?” he clarified.
“Yes. She’s going to talk to Fury, and see if it’s even possible. It’s more like a trip to the doctor. I’ll be going to see if he can do anything about the power not being so…”
“Evil?”
Your gaze slid to his as you nodded.
“My love, if you need to go, go. It will be nice for at least one of us to leave this cell, even if it’s just for a day.”
“Really?” you asked, hope swelling inside you.
“Yes, of course. Go, do whatever you need. I’ll be here when you get back,” he said with a sly smile and you couldn’t help but round the kitchen island and hug him tightly.
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As Shannon closed down her work and research for the day, she stepped out of the lab, somewhat exhausted, but simultaneously refreshed. It was amazing how just talking to you had lifted her spirit so much. She had only made it a few steps when Tony came up and greeted her.
“Hey, babe. Mind walking with me?’ he asked.
“Ugh, Tony, I’m so tired... I think I just want to go sit and read for a little bit,” she said, hoping she wouldn’t offend him.
“That’s fine, I just thought we could have a quick bite together?” he wondered, his eyebrows perched up,wanting to guilt her in with his innocent, irresistible look.
She rolled her eyes and smiled. “Alright, alright. Yeah, let’s go grab a bite. What did you have in mind?” she asked as he led her down the hall toward the kitchen and dining area.
As soon as the two of them rounded the corner, she was greeted with the Avengers and some other colleagues from around the tower. The people she’d hidden herself away from for the last several days.
“Surprise!” the group yelled.
“What’s all this?” she asked, befuddled, a warm grin on her face.
“We noticed you looked a little down,” Clint noted.
“And you just got back,” Bruce added.
“So they thought it would be nice to have a little welcome home dinner. Nothing fancy, just… the tower isn’t the same without you, babe,” Tony said, his arm wrapped around her shoulders.
“Oh, you shouldn’t have,” she said with a humble, sweet smile.
“Nonsense!” Steve objected as Tony let go of her and Steve’s arm replaced it. “You deserve it. We all missed you.”
“Well, thank you, all of you. I missed you too.”
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Sometime later that evening, you called Shannon on the video chat. The AI found her closest device and opened up, displaying where she was.
“Hey, Sha--” Was all you got out before you saw what was going on around her. It appeared to be a small party. Shannon had a drink in her hand, as did all the Avengers and a few other people you didn’t recognize. She was laughing and hitting Nat’s arm, while Tony and Clint were smiling and talking. Bruce seemed to be having a good time with the strangers, talking.
At first, you were happy, a smile pulling at your lips, but just as you were about to join in, you realized -- you couldn’t. You couldn’t open your mouth and tell a joke, you couldn’t say anything to anyone… Because you were locked away, several floors below them, paying for your crime. Even if you did try to blend in, even if you did try to get anyone’s attention, you would be met with a resounding “fuck off”. Who knew what kind of pandemonium would’ve erupted if they knew you were contacting them.
With a sad sigh, you swiped over to the texting app and sent Shannon a text, telling her that you were good to go.
You switched back to the video app, where Shannon pulled out her phone, smiled at it, typed a quick response, and pocketed it again.
“Sounds good. I’ll talk to Fury,” she sent back.
Your face fell and you were about to close the app when you noticed Steve Rogers was looking at you. It seemed he had just glanced up. Your eyes met but you didn’t have it in you to try and smile to be polite. Steve gazed at you, and if you weren’t mistaken, you saw… sympathy in his eyes, in his slight frown. He gave you a tiny nod, and you returned it before your gaze dropped.
Unable to bear the sadness, and downright pity for yourself, you closed the video app. Steve looked away, feeling sorry for you, but tried to get back to the party.
Sulking, you closed the tablet and left it on the coffee table to get up and go to bed.
Loki peered up at you from his magazine, a worried frown etched into his stunning features. “Darling?”
“Hmm?” you hummed.
“Is everything alright? I thought you were going to call Shannon?”
You turned slowly to face him. “Uh, I did. She was busy so… I'll catch up with her tomorrow,” you said, hoping to hide your disappointment.
“Are you sure? You seem upset,” he commented as he stood and came over to you, putting his hands on your arms.
“I’m fine,” you lied.
He peered down at you with peculiarity. “If you’re not fine, you know you can tell me. If you don’t want to talk about it, I’ll understand.”
You smiled up at him, loving that you could tell him anything. “Alright, that’s fair. I'm not fine, but I don’t feel like talking about it.”
He smiled. “There we are.” He kissed your forehead. “I’m here if you need me.”
“I know,” you assured before leaning up to kiss him earnestly, but quickly. “Thank you. I just want to go to bed for now. I’ll let you know if I feel like talking.”
“Goodnight, darling. I’ll be in shortly,” he promised with warmth. He let go of you and you nodded slightly before heading to bed and curling up in your bed. The bed you lived in for the last several months… the bed you would probably live the rest of your life in.
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Unforseen Chasm (part 26)
Part 26 of Unforseen Chasm
Prompt: Two sisters fall for men that are absolute enemies. The love they have could tear all of them apart, or it could bring them together.
Word Count: 3140
Warnings:
Note: This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written (including my other fic series). first major Collab with my best friend @thorne93 what was first a simple “what if” moment turned into a two year writing session and I’ve never been more prouder of myself than when i started my first series. goes through most of the MCU plots there are some changes to accommodate for what we wanted and there is a bit of a crossover between the MCU and other characters. I hope you guys enjoy reading this just as much as I enjoyed writing it.
The following morning you couldn’t wait to talk to Shannon so you opened up the tablet, clicked the video chat app, and chose your only contact. For some people, one contact might seem lonely, but for you, that one contact was all you needed.
She accepted the call and her stunning face lit up the window as you pulled your coffee close to your lips.
“Morning, Y/N,” she greeted, pouring her own coffee, a tired look on her face.
“Morning, hun.” You waved to her. “Any big plans for the day?” you wondered.
“Kinda,” she answered after swallowing some coffee.
You perked an eyebrow up. “Oh? I’m intrigued. What’s on the agenda?”
“Hoping to finish creating that surprise for you two,” she informed.
You frowned at her, confused. “I thought the tablet was my surprise?”
She smiled widely and giggled. “Nope, that’s for us to chat. But there’s this research I’ve been doing for a few months now but still no result. I feel like I’m missing something.”
“What research?” you blurted out, not able to resist asking.
“It’s got to do with the genetic mutation in identical twins,” she informed. “Here. If you go to your office, you can project my notes and data from the camera that’s set up there. Just double tap the screen when you get there.”
You nodded and took your coffee and tablet to the office in the adjoining room, while she sent the files down to your cell.
“Everything is there. I’m just having trouble identifying how it is that one of the two ends up with a mutation while the other doesn’t,” she commented, sounding frustrated.
“Have you listened to Bach?” you asked, knowing that every time she listened to him, it jogged her mind.
She stared at you through the tablet and deadpanned, “What do you think?”
You laughed and held your hands up “Okay, okay. Fraternal or maternal twins? Raised in the same environment? What are Tony’s thoughts? Banner’s? They have a lot of experience with mutation… Did you call Charles?”
“Depends on the case. I have a few sets that are paternal and some there is a turn off, but they have the opposite effect with the mutations from each side. Tony doesn’t know. He is not really aware of what happened. Banner… he can help with just a small amount. The thing with the experience on mutation is that you know Bruce and becoming the Hulk but there’s not much you can get out of it because even his own studies have led to very little.” She began to read in her ledgers. “Speaking of, I’m actually I’m going to contact Charles later today. Hopefully he’s not that busy, and neither is Logan, and they can probably run some tests, figure out some stuff. Probably hit the ring to see what triggers some of my powers.”
Your face fell a little bit, remembering how you used to visit Charles with her. It made you miss him and all of the X-Men… “Oh, are your powers… bad? I mean.. Like, you haven’t consulted Charles in a long time,” you noted.
She glanced over to the screen, noticing the change in your tone.
“If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine. It’s not really any of my business if you powers aren’t going quite right,” you stated, laughing somewhat nervously, a pang of guilt hitting your gut.
“Don’t worry, Y/N. It’s not that they’re bad. It’s just… they’re changing. I used to take people’s powers temporarily, but now, I can store them. And the shapeshifting and the flying. I’m rapidly mutating and I’m not sure what’s causing it…”
You nodded, listening to her, worried for her, and angry that you were locked in a cell with no way to help her.
“Y/N… do you remember that one kid at the mansion who would feed off people's emotions and it became what he felt?” she asked, looking at you, hoping you remembered.
Sadly, you didn’t, so you shook your head. “No, who was that?”
“I can’t remember his name, but he had bumped into me one of those few times I went to train. And it seems I absorbed some of his powers and that what might be messing me up. It used to be very subtle, but now… now I can hardly get through an emotional event without it draining on me. Like when Steve had to carry me out,” she reminded.
“You think it’s damaging you,” you said, summarizing for her.
“I think it is,” she agreed. “If it’s emotionally strong, positive or negative, I just… The fight I had with Tony?”
“Yeah?”
“I was so mad at what he was saying I hadn’t realized my weather powers had triggered and mixed with the laser beams I took from Cyclops and it mixed with your purple energy and things were thrown at Tony when I yelled at him. Thankfully one of his suits was there or I might have hurt him.”
You muttered, “I know what that’s like.”
Shannon stopped what she was doing and put down her pen, giving you her full attention. “What do you mean you know what it’s like?” A moment later she added, “If you’re comfortable telling me, that is.”
“Ever since Thanos put this--” You showed your purple dark energy and then made it disappear “--inside me, it’s turned me into someone else… I was so angry all the time, at everything. It’s much better now, but I still get so much rage.” You looked up at the camera, facing her. “So I know what it’s like to not quite know what’s happening to your body… To have this… power… but it destroys you.”
“It does. I’ve noticed I can’t keep up during training with Nat. Both of us being a part of the Red Room, we’ve kept to training like they taught us, but I’m just not as fast as I used to be.” She shrugged and looked a bit sullen. “It’s all still here,” she noted, pointing at her head with her pen. “It’s just that this is giving me trouble.” She closed her eyes, and then opened them, revealing milky red eyes with purple swirls.
“I can’t imagine how hard it is for you,” you commented. “To hold all those powers and finding out how to use them and keep them in check.”
“At least it hasn’t taken over… yet,” she remarked, staring down at her hands.
“It won’t. You’re too strong for that,” you assured.
Shannon smiled a small bit, glancing up to look at you through the screen, trying to find solace in your words.
“I was hoping to see if I can get you out of there so that you can come with me to the mansion and we can both figure out what’s going on with our powers?” She sighed and reminded, “Of course, I’ll have to talk to Fury about it.” A groan escaped her just thinking about it, and you smiled slightly, remembering how much she did not like negotiating with the SHIELD director.
Your face list up a million degrees. “You would really see about that?”
“Of course. I want us to be able to get the help we need. We shouldn’t have to suffer at the hands of these powers.”
“I’m sort of public enemy number one. Not sure the world is ready for me to be out…” A deep frown followed your statement that didn’t go unnoticed by your friend.
She lifted an eyebrow. “Well… technically, the world doesn’t know it was you. You know Charles, he’d probably help get you to the mansion without being seen, just to help you.”
A sly smile played on your lips. “Are you suggesting Nightcrawler break me out?” you teased.
Shannon couldn’t help but start laughing jovially at your comment. “He’d probably have a blast getting out of there! That kid loves scaring Tony.”
You were so overwhelmed with the prospect of getting out, even if it was just for a few hours, that you had almost forgot about your fellow cellmate. Saness colored your face and tone. “I don’t know if I should Leave Loki though… That doesn’t seem… fair that I should get a day pass…” You glanced back toward your bedroom, a guilty look on your face.
Shannon understood where you were coming from, so she offered, “I mean, it’s only if you want to. Besides, it’s not like we’re going out to shop. It’s to help you progress and reinstate yourself to the world.”
You bit your lip, noticing the wording. Reinstate yourself to the world… Right.. Because you were in prison.
“Not to make that sound like you’re a felon!” she loudly corrected, turning back to the screen with a look of embarrassment.
You waved it off. It wasn’t her fault you were in the situation you were in.
“Let me talk to Loki?” you requested with raised eyebrows. “But I would love to see everyone again, and figure out how to get… this side of me out.”
“Of course! Take whatever time you need. I’m not sure when I’ll be able to contact Charles, so let me know whenever you’ve made a decision.”
“I will. Thank you, Shannon. In the meantime, do you have anything physics related I can study? I am going bonkers down here…” You paused for a moment, before asking, “Does Tony mind you talking to me? Or sharing data? I mean, he’s still pissed at me… right?”
This time, it was her turn to wave you off. “Forget Tony, he’s my problem, not yours.” She looked at you and smiled. “I could get you whatever Jane’s left unfinished? There are a few new things she got here.” She pointed to a stack of files on the nearby desk.
“Please, send me anything, otherwise this gold mine is going to rot,” you joked, pointing to your head.
“Well we can’t have that now, can we?” She giggled before talking to JARVIS. “JARVIS, send whatever files are in our system from Jane’s recent studies down to Y/N’s office.”
“Right away, Ms. Shannon. Is there anything else?”
“Let me know when Fury will be coming by the Tower or the complex, please?”
“Yes, Ms. Shannon.”
“The files should be ready for you to look through, now. I’ll make sure any new data gets sent to you too.” Meanwhile, she was nodding her head while looking at the holographic data in front of her, swiping it to and fro.
“I’ll let you get back to your work,” you offered, trying to hide the sadness in your voice. But her work and research was more important than keeping a prisoner like you company.
She hummed. “Hmm? Oh, yeah, sorry. I just have a deadline for this and--”
“Shan, it’s fine,” you assured genuinely with a soft smile.
She seemed to be relieved by your words. “Okay, I’ll talk to you later, okay? Don’t forget to talk to Loki and let me know?”
“I’ll let you know by the end of the day.”
“Thanks. Talk to you soon.”
The call ended.
But no part of you could even be sad, for this had been the best gift you’d gotten in some time. Other than being allowed to share a cell with Loki, this was the next best thing.
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Loki was still asleep during your conversation with Shannon, but when he woke up and you made him a nice brunch, you decided to dive right into the touchy subject of you getting a day pass, and not him.
“Uh, Loki,” you started as he ate his meal.
“Yes, darling?” he asked, glancing up to you.
You wrung your hands, knowing how this sounded. That you would be leaving Loki behind, that you were gaining freedom and he wasn’t. That you were not, in fact, equals, as you had said you’d been. As you always tried to prove to him.
“Shannon.. She has an idea…”
“Is it an idea to break out of this?” he asked, pointing around with his eyes.
“Well… actually… kind of.”
He peered at you with a curious frown.
“I told her about my powers, about how the thing Thanos pout in me is dark and it wears on me…”
“Yes?”
“Well… she’s going to Charles Xavier to get her powers looked at. It seems she has a mutation that’s causing her issues… And she said she might be able to get me a pass to sort of… go with her,” you informed nervously. You were so worried Loki would simply see this as a way of you gaining freedom, while he stayed behind. Or that you were somehow distancing yourself from him.
“So you would get to leave?” he clarified.
“Yes. She’s going to talk to Fury, and see if it’s even possible. It’s more like a trip to the doctor. I’ll be going to see if he can do anything about the power not being so…”
“Evil?”
Your gaze slid to his as you nodded.
“My love, if you need to go, go. It will be nice for at least one of us to leave this cell, even if it’s just for a day.”
“Really?” you asked, hope swelling inside you.
“Yes, of course. Go, do whatever you need. I’ll be here when you get back,” he said with a sly smile and you couldn’t help but round the kitchen island and hug him tightly.
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As Shannon closed down her work and research for the day, she stepped out of the lab, somewhat exhausted, but simultaneously refreshed. It was amazing how just talking to you had lifted her spirit so much. She had only made it a few steps when Tony came up and greeted her.
“Hey, babe. Mind walking with me?’ he asked.
“Ugh, Tony, I’m so tired... I think I just want to go sit and read for a little bit,” she said, hoping she wouldn’t offend him.
“That’s fine, I just thought we could have a quick bite together?” he wondered, his eyebrows perched up,wanting to guilt her in with his innocent, irresistible look.
She rolled her eyes and smiled. “Alright, alright. Yeah, let’s go grab a bite. What did you have in mind?” she asked as he led her down the hall toward the kitchen and dining area.
As soon as the two of them rounded the corner, she was greeted with the Avengers and some other colleagues from around the tower. The people she’d hidden herself away from for the last several days.
“Surprise!” the group yelled.
“What’s all this?” she asked, befuddled, a warm grin on her face.
“We noticed you looked a little down,” Clint noted.
“And you just got back,” Bruce added.
“So they thought it would be nice to have a little welcome home dinner. Nothing fancy, just… the tower isn’t the same without you, babe,” Tony said, his arm wrapped around her shoulders.
“Oh, you shouldn’t have,” she said with a humble, sweet smile.
“Nonsense!” Steve objected as Tony let go of her and Steve’s arm replaced it. “You deserve it. We all missed you.”
“Well, thank you, all of you. I missed you too.”
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Sometime later that evening, you called Shannon on the video chat. The AI found her closest device and opened up, displaying where she was.
“Hey, Sha--” Was all you got out before you saw what was going on around her. It appeared to be a small party. Shannon had a drink in her hand, as did all the Avengers and a few other people you didn’t recognize. She was laughing and hitting Nat’s arm, while Tony and Clint were smiling and talking. Bruce seemed to be having a good time with the strangers, talking.
At first, you were happy, a smile pulling at your lips, but just as you were about to join in, you realized -- you couldn’t. You couldn’t open your mouth and tell a joke, you couldn’t say anything to anyone… Because you were locked away, several floors below them, paying for your crime. Even if you did try to blend in, even if you did try to get anyone’s attention, you would be met with a resounding “fuck off”. Who knew what kind of pandemonium would’ve erupted if they knew you were contacting them.
With a sad sigh, you swiped over to the texting app and sent Shannon a text, telling her that you were good to go.
You switched back to the video app, where Shannon pulled out her phone, smiled at it, typed a quick response, and pocketed it again.
“Sounds good. I’ll talk to Fury,” she sent back.
Your face fell and you were about to close the app when you noticed Steve Rogers was looking at you. It seemed he had just glanced up. Your eyes met but you didn’t have it in you to try and smile to be polite. Steve gazed at you, and if you weren’t mistaken, you saw… sympathy in his eyes, in his slight frown. He gave you a tiny nod, and you returned it before your gaze dropped.
Unable to bear the sadness, and downright pity for yourself, you closed the video app. Steve looked away, feeling sorry for you, but tried to get back to the party.
Sulking, you closed the tablet and left it on the coffee table to get up and go to bed.
Loki peered up at you from his magazine, a worried frown etched into his stunning features. “Darling?”
“Hmm?” you hummed.
“Is everything alright? I thought you were going to call Shannon?”
You turned slowly to face him. “Uh, I did. She was busy so… I'll catch up with her tomorrow,” you said, hoping to hide your disappointment.
“Are you sure? You seem upset,” he commented as he stood and came over to you, putting his hands on your arms.
“I’m fine,” you lied.
He peered down at you with peculiarity. “If you’re not fine, you know you can tell me. If you don’t want to talk about it, I’ll understand.”
You smiled up at him, loving that you could tell him anything. “Alright, that’s fair. I'm not fine, but I don’t feel like talking about it.”
He smiled. “There we are.” He kissed your forehead. “I’m here if you need me.”
“I know,” you assured before leaning up to kiss him earnestly, but quickly. “Thank you. I just want to go to bed for now. I’ll let you know if I feel like talking.”
“Goodnight, darling. I’ll be in shortly,” he promised with warmth. He let go of you and you nodded slightly before heading to bed and curling up in your bed. The bed you lived in for the last several months… the bed you would probably live the rest of your life in.
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> Yeah. But also. I think you have to ask me.
But do you really? There are others. You don't actually believe he is a greater facet of existence besides; behaving as though that is the case is more a matter of your complete indifference to that particular truth. Regardless if Aitar is a Greater or Lesser facet, he is still More than you are. Beyond that is semantics, as far as what is practical is concerned.
You are looking down at your hands, and at your screen, idling over the comparisons Aitar chooses to make. What is he... actually getting at? Somehow, you find yourself doubting that he hasn't considered the possibility of his own reset before now. It wigs him out, so he says, but, he's also urging you to dig deeper. It's a strange dichotomy.
Honestly, you feel like a bit of a sucker.
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Meta canon!
Ringleader has terrible sleeping habits. Just like, the worst. A typical light for Ringleader is as follows: stay up until everyone else is asleep. Watch whatever quad he is with sleep, if relevant. Watch some more. Daydream. Stare into space. Sleep. Wake up an hour later. Sleep some more. Wake some more. Sleep some more. Wake some more. Eventually wake up when there starts being sounds or light or whatever. Grump about it, a lot. Hide from the whatever. Growl at the whatever. Bitch at his mate. Bitch more at his mate if they leave him, why would they leave an innocent old man who needs company to sleep?? Try to sleep some more.
Eventually wake up, maybe apologize vaguely for his foul mood, pretend it didn't happen.
He wakes up the instant someone says something or does something, but he is never particularly enthused about it.
It used to be he would go multiple days without sleeping, but between Wicked and Saness, they manage to keep him on something that is almost normal.
I dunno why I had him do this. Maybe it was originally to justify me being up at weird hours. But now its just this annoying thing he does, that I forget to mention rip.
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> Maybe it's past your bedtime, actually!
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you're smart and clever and caring. you're improvin yourself every night and nothin anyone says will negate that. the way you care brightens up the lives of those around you and don't you dare fuckin forget it. the little details you remember mean the world to everyone you talk to, everyone you associate with. you are worth it, worth all the attention we willingly give you, and none of your friends and loved ones would have it any other way. i love you, luminita.
> 'Don't answer it,' he told you. 'Leave it in your inbox to balance out the bad with the good,' because he couldn't quite convince you to delete the other one, because leaving you with something sour to dwell on isn't an option to him. You needed the mean anon to stay, in case the anon was a person, in case you needed to trace something.
> Your pitch is always looking out for you. You knew that talking to him would make you feel better, and it did. He cut right through the crap and helped you break it down easy-peasy. It was just some random hate for the purpose of spreading unrest. Nobody who matters would say anything like that.
> He is a big gloppy sap though, laying it on thick like that. You eat it up though. Of course you do. Sappy shit is your lifeblood, and praise from the person you wanted most to impress? Priceless.
> After you told him about the anonymous message, he wanted to come and smother you in person. Naturally, you've spent the last several hours bothering one another and otherwise being very terribly in love. You'd all but forgotten your compulsive need to seek out the potential intruder; what could possibly matter more than the troll you held in your arms, so near and dear to your pusher and sense of self?
> He always knows just how to fix you and set things straight, your darling spade. If you're worth it to him, then nothing a greyface can say will matter.
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=> Vriska and Saness: Play a game~
sanesspsuede
Hey Vriska, have you spoken with Meenah since she changed back?
amicicidalgambler
Why do you ask?
sanesspsuede
Because she's really upset and I know you guys are pals...
I was gonna suggest that maybe you do check on her if you haven't because she'd probably appreciate the concern, and I was going to ask for your insight if you already had spoken with her.
amicicidalgambler
I mean, personally I felt like she made it pretty clear that she didn't want to 8e talked to right now.
sanesspsuede
Vriska, of anyone I know, you are the least likely to take a message at face value.
Have you not then, or are you trying to throw me for a loop? It's not like you HAVE to message her, I just thought it would be nice.
amicicidalgambler
It's very generous of you to think that I'd tell you if I was.
8ut no, I'm geniuinely saying that I haven't tried talking to her.
I'm not sure why you're so convinced we're that kind of friend.
sanesspsuede
Uh
What kind of friend?
The kind of friend that talks to each other in private?
amicicidalgambler
The kind where sort of thing is any of my 8usiness.
sanesspsuede
Are you having a bad day?
amicicidalgambler
No?
sanesspsuede
Right...
So you're saying you're NOT that kind of friend, to be clear? Or are you just acting baffled by like, the observation that you are. :T
amicicidalgambler
I'm saying we're not.
Again, I'm not sure why you're so convinced that we are.
Like, we are good friends and everything, and I like her, 8ut that doesn't mean we DM each other a8out our legitim8 emotional pro8lems.
sanesspsuede
Okidoki, I presume too much, it's no big deal!
Sorry for bothering you about it, Vriska.
amicicidalgambler
It's fine.
Sorry if I sounded snappy or something? I'm not really used to people trying to come to me with this stuff.
sanesspsuede
No?
But you have quads and friends, surely some of them care for one another beyond you as well.
amicicidalgambler
They do. 8ut they don't really involve me in any of that.
That sounds like I'm 8eing a downer again or whatever, 8ut that's just kind of how it is?
sanesspsuede
Not much for teamwork, are you? ^_^;
Which I suppose is untrue, given your heists with Nadaya...
Mutually beneficial teamwork isn't a concept you SEEM averse to.
amicicidalgambler
That kind of teamwork is fun.
I'm just not much of a clade person. amicicidalgambler
I mean, that and every8ody else just doesn't 8other trying to make me 8e a clade person.
sanesspsuede
As you will, of course.
Have you gotten off of the ship to do anything fun of late?
amicicidalgambler
I was with Nadaya earlier, 8ut it's not like we did much. And then this wasn't off the ship 8ut I was trying to trade movies with a guy 8efore he got hit with the trickster 8ug and got distracted. So I'd say those two together equal a yes.
sanesspsuede
Oh really? Did your visit with Nadaya go poorly, or was the failed exchange that disappointing?
amicicidalgambler
No. It's just that me and Nadaya were mostly sitting around, so that felt like kind of a lame answer on it's own.
sanesspsuede
Not exactly the sort of activity I would expect from the pair of you. Does Nadaya even sit still?
amicicidalgambler
He literally does not.
8ut sometimes I just go over to pet his cats and talk. May8e watch a show or help him with logistics. Just whatever.
sanesspsuede
Hehe. ^_^
That's all past-tense, so does that mean you've already returned to the ship?
amicicidalgambler
Yeah, 8ut it wasn't that long ago.
sanesspsuede
Ah, back to the same-old same-old, huh? That's no fun.
amicicidalgambler
Yeah, 8ut I'm used to it.
8esides, once my movie source is done with whatever the fuck it is he keeps going on a8out, I'll have something new to do.
sanesspsuede
Who's the movie source? :?
amicicidalgambler
Goldwave?
His url is Infiniteproxy.
sanesspsuede
Oh him!
Yeah, he's
Sure busy...
amicicidalgambler
He sure fucking is.
I have no clue what he's 8een talking a8out this whole time.
8ut eventually I'll get my movies from him.
sanesspsuede
It's kind of nice, being able to just watch all the crazy and not be at immediate risk. I remember when Terrible caught it, he was very deadpan.
You said the virus doesn't really do anything to you?
amicicidalgambler
That he was. 8ut yeah, exactly. Watching it is way more fun.
And no, it doesn't. Or not anything very noticea8le.
sanesspsuede
Not noticeable? So then what DOES it do? :?
amicicidalgambler
I mean, I think 8y the end I was using a couple more exclam8ion noodles. 8ut that's a8out all.
sanesspsuede
Do you feel any differently?
amicicidalgambler
Not really?
sanesspsuede
Is that right... How funky!
Why bother avoiding the tricksters then? :?
amicicidalgambler
When did I say I was avoiding them?
sanesspsuede
Are you not?
amicicidalgambler
None of them could get to me in the first place. So not actively.
sanesspsuede
Yet clearly you are free to visit others.
amicicidalgambler
'Free' is a 8it of a generous term.
sanesspsuede
That's fair enough. :3
amicicidalgambler
It seems like you're implying something, though.
sanesspsuede
What gives you that idea, and what, pray tell, would I be implying?
amicicidalgambler
Just a hunch.
8ut it's not like you're denying it
sanesspsuede
That's so funny coming from you, you've been playing badminton with my questions throughout this whole conversation!
What did you think I was implying, Vriska? Really?
amicicidalgambler
And that's also funny, since you say that like you weren't doing anything 8ack.
8ut let's 8e real here.
We could 8oth do this for a while, 8ut I know that you wouldn't 8e insisting like you are if you really hadn't 8een trying to say anything, and you know that I'm right.
So spill.
sanesspsuede
If you want to play this game, you have to answer my questions too. I'm not going to fold just because you tell me to spill from a universe away, Vriska.
amicicidalgambler
Well, since you can admit you're playing.
I think that you're implying that you don't think I've just 8een sitting around here.
sanesspsuede
Alright.
Why HAVE you been playing with me? Since we've established that you are.
amicicidalgambler
Like I said, I think you're trying to say something. There's only so many ways to pry things out of someone like you.
sanesspsuede
"Someone like me," ooo.
ORIGINALLY I was just trying to ask a question, you're the one who decided it should be a whole event. Wouldn't you say that's a bit unusual for you?
If not for you, perhaps "for you and me."
amicicidalgambler
It's a lot more unusual for you to "just" ask a question.
You say everything for a reason, Saness.
We wouldn't 8e here if you didn't.
8esides, I just told you I'm doing this 8ecause you're trying to say something.
sanesspsuede
That's cold! You sure put me up on a pedestal, what did I do to deserve that?
amicicidalgambler
It's not much of a pedestal. It's just an o8serv8ion.
sanesspsuede
Okay, so what did you think I was saying at the start?
amicicidalgambler
I already answered that one. I thought you were saying that thing a8out me 8eing free to visit others 8ecause you thought I was lying a8out what I'm doing.
sanesspsuede
That's not the start.
amicicidalgambler
Then when are you saying this started?
sanesspsuede
When did you make the conscious decision to start toying with me? I am not referring to our current, more pointed engagement.
amicicidalgambler
Then what *are* you referring to?
sanesspsuede
Vriska, you've been behaving oddly throughout this entire conversation, right from the start.
amicicidalgambler
So according to you, this has 8een a game from the start?
sanesspsuede
That is what I am asking you.
amicicidalgambler
No, that's what I asked you, 8ecause you weren't 8eing clear the first time.
sanesspsuede
Are you being intentionally frustrating about this?
amicicidalgambler
Is that not how this game is supposed to go?
Really though, I'm not doing it anymore than you.
sanesspsuede
Well, sorry to disappoint, but I'm really not as devious as all that. You've likely misread me.
amicicidalgambler
Oh, come on.
You're digging your heels on a su8question. After turning it on me after I asked. After digging your heels a8out literally everything I've said. I've practically 8een generous with the amount of inform8ion I've given in comparison.
Plus you even admitted this is a game. I'm not saying you're devious, I'm just saying you're playing.
It's almost like you don't like admitting that most people can't do this kind of thing.
Do you not like 8eing like this, Saness?
sanesspsuede
That last bit is absurd, most people are perfectly capable of everything you have described.
amicicidalgambler
Not like you're doing it.
It's a skill.
One that you've 8uilt up, and one that not every8ody has.
sanesspsuede
Are you having fun?
amicicidalgambler
Oh, did I actually hit a sore spot?
8ut yeah, may8e a little. You got me there.
sanesspsuede
I am at a loss. Do you have some goal here?
amicicidalgambler
You really must 8e at a loss, if you think I'm just going to tell you that.
sanesspsuede
Ha!
Is there any reason I should keep up this charade when I've already gotten the answers to my questions? Given that you've decided I am to be your entertainment for the evening, what do you think I have to gain?
amicicidalgambler
If you think you've gotten what you came here for, I can't stop you from leaving.
sanesspsuede
That wasn't the question.
amicicidalgambler
Yes it was.
If you've already gotten your answers, then there isn't much reason to keep this up. And if you want to end this here, then you can.
sanesspsuede
Are you quite satisfied yourself?
You have no reason for this to persist?
amicicidalgambler
Why would you want to even know?
It's not like this would 8enefit you any more at this point.
8ut even if I'm just doing this for fun, stretching it out until it's 8oring would 8e a net loss. So if you've decided you're done then that's fine.
sanesspsuede
Wouldn't you want to know? It doesn't interest you? :?
amicicidalgambler
Wouldn't I want to know what?
sanesspsuede
How badly you've been played, I guess.
amicicidalgambler
Haha.
Nice one.
8ut if this is how hard you have to 8ait me, I don't think I'm that interested.
sanesspsuede
Oh no, that was NOT bait. I was admitting defeat.
Rarely have I felt more like a fiddle, in fact.
amicicidalgambler
Aww, that's sweet of you.
So you're done, then?
sanesspsuede
Yeah, I think so, for now.
This isn't exactly fun for me, which I'm sure you're well aware of. And, like we've established, I'm not being held hostage and you're not interested in sharing your motives.
amicicidalgambler
Alright then. Thanks for playing ::::)
sanesspsuede
Yeah, thank you too. :3
#ooc#logs.txt#sanesspsuede#honorable mentions: brackishbarracuda trolljacksparrow infiniteproxy#THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGGG
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“i'm coming home.”
“0k.”
It's been hours since then. The Psiionic always takes a long time to come home from the capital, no one can really blame him. There's a harsh meowing coming from the back rooms; all of the animals are closed into Sollux's room. He and Mituna are sitting quietly on the couch, chewing on cold McDonald's fries because neither one had much of an appetite. The conversation's already been had between them.
Sollux told his dad he's gravid from the Signless's son, and Psiionic is livid.
Both younger Captors twitch their ears when the sound of a key at the lock happens. It's unlocked, so the rustling lasts far too many heartbeats as the door is locked, unlocked again, and then opened. A large darkskinned troll has to duck to step through the doorway, lines of age and fatigue on his his face. The door clicks behind him, and when he straightens, his larger horns nearly scrape along the ceiling. He turns, looking at his boys, red and blue bright as the day he was hatched, and for once in their suddenly short lives, there's no smiles. No one's getting up to hug their dad, there's no hello, there's just long stares and bowed heads.
Mituna twitches, unable to stay still under their father's gaze, finally settling on a bouncing knee when the keys are dropped in a dish near the door.
“Doez anyone want to tell me how thiz happened?”
His voice is deep, with the kind of gravel that comes from not speaking for long stretches of time. His fangs are large and it affects his speech, same as it does the other boys, but he hardens his s's between clenched teeth to forgo his own lisp.
“How did what happen?”
There's no fire behind Sollux's sass, and Mituna says silent while Psii sighs, coming around the couch so he can stand in the livingroom with his two children. He just... looks at them. Looks at how they've grown without him, little differences between now and the last time he did see them that he doesn't know the context to, may never know. When did Sollux get piercings? When did Mituna get that notch in his ear?
When did he stop being their dad?
“Zollux.... Zolaze?”
Sollux appreciates that even angry, his dad is trying with the information he'd been given, and corrects him softly.
“Sollux...”
“Zollux. What were you thinking?”
“About my future.”
“Your future? You're nineteen, a grub iz your whole life!”
Sollux flinches then bristles, about to shout back, about to say something about Psii knowing all about a grub being his whole life, but his voice is trapped in his throat when instead it's Mituna that answers.
“And I wath eight when you left me in charge of a wiggler!”
The largest troll balks, eyes snapping to his eldest son. Mituna quivers, shaking caused by some unknown emotion, and he hisses.
“You don't get to have a thss-ssszz..thsay in our livethz when you're not part of it, Dad!”
That causes him to silence, Sollux's shoulders hunching over. The youngest clutches around his belly, anxiety spiking, ears pinning back. The Psiionic rubs his face, then carefully sits down next to his youngest.
“So a future. What future. You plan on balanzing zchool, a child, relationzhipz, work, and your homelife? What do you think you're going to be dealing with, Zollux?”
Mituna's heard this, he's heard it all before already, so he gets up, tripping on the table and cursing and kicking it before disappearing into the kitchen to fidget and rummage. Sollux is left to explain it, and yeah, he's thought about it. He's thought about all of that. He's not alone. He's got Karkat, he's got Saness. Maybe Eridan?
“Ampora?”
“Shut up, I'm still talking.”
School is online, work is online. He's making decent money, he's got programming grants from doing well in highschool. It might be tight, and hard, but he'll manage. He'll make it work. He's looked into things, they've been talking about this for months.
“Monthz??”
“Dad.”
Eventually, every shaky thing he can towards the preparation is out on the table, and the Psiionic presses his elbows to his knees, looking so small for such a tall man. His carding his fingers through thinning hair, silver hairs visible in the light from the lamp. He's at a loss of what to do, this is permanent. Stopping it isn't an option, and even if it was, it's not his choice.
“I'm going to go to the bank.”
This has Sollux's head tilting, and Mituna pops out of the kitchen with loose salami hanging out of his mouth to eavesdrop better.
“I thought the account was locked to changes.”
Psii chews his lip.
“I can pick lockz, and I know who haz the key. You boyz need it more than the bank doez.”
Sollux is in stunned silence. He knows how much is in there, he's the one who manages the bills. Digits that, until now, didn't mean anything. Being able to use that... well. He, Mituna. The grub, they could grab themselves a better life than a shitty apartment on top of a hivestem, struggling for medications and better than fast food most nights.
Finally, finally, the Psiionic gets the hugs he was so sorely missing, golden tears and fluffy hair and snuffly sounds and promises that he could maybe, maybe keep. When they settle, he smiles at his boys, and takes the time to change to a more lighthearted topic.
“Zo, when did we get catz?”
From the back room, an indignant meow, like all the others that had rung through the arguing.
“Oh man, you are NOT going to believe thith,” and Sollux doesn't even stop Mituna from explaining.
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