Something important I need everyone to know is making me lose it is the fact that Ever Given is, unfortunately, free, but it is also free thanks to the full moon keeping the tides up. the first full moon of March is called the Worm Moon.
The Suez Canal has been opened for traffic thanks to the celestial powers of the SUPER WORM MOON and the sheer comedy of this is sending me. Happy passover
Has anyone made a fic yet of Jon still going through his plan to let the entities die anyways ? If so please send me the link I’m losing it at this point. I don’t have the time to write it myself
Lovely perspective from Peter, also finally we know what the hell is wrong with him, well almost everything, next chapter has sky grampa and even more implications.
Your name is JONAH. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for RATHER OBSCURE LITERATURE. You enjoy creative writing and are SOMEWHAT SECRETIVE ABOUT IT. You have a fondness for the BESTIALLY STRANGE AND FICTITIOUS, and would dabble in PSYCHOANALYSIS if it had been invented yet.
Oh god I just had the worst thought. In a tma homestuck au.
What…
What happens if Elias prototypes his original body as his Sprite????
Will there be two of them now? How much would it even remember since his eyes are technically powering Elias. Does he remember up until the first time he switches bodies or somehow it’s still connected to Elias and he has all the memories.
Is it like with Jade sprite or nanna and now they have half the soul of a Regency bastard mad at being alive when he is also active as Elias ? Actually it’s a nice take on how much of the original Jonah is left every time he body hops.
On a funnier and more lighthearted note, Peter is the one who accidentally prototypes it for himself and now he doesnt know what to do with his husbands ghost following him around.
In another unrelated note. Gertrude, Gerry and Leitner sprites. Think of the possibilities of the archive crew being stuck with them.
Oh god I just had the worst thought. In a tma homestuck au.
What…
What happens if Elias prototypes his original body as his Sprite????
Will there be two of them now? How much would it even remember since his eyes are technically powering Elias. Does he remember up until the first time he switches bodies or somehow it’s still connected to Elias and he has all the memories.
Is it like with Jade sprite or nanna and now they have half the soul of a Regency bastard mad at being alive when he is also active as Elias ? Actually it’s a nice take on how much of the original Jonah is left every time he body hops.
On a funnier and more lighthearted note, Peter is the one who accidentally prototypes it for himself and now he doesnt know what to do with his husbands ghost following him around.
In another unrelated note. Gertrude, Gerry and Leitner sprites. Think of the possibilities of the archive crew being stuck with them.
Wouldn’t that mean Elias would lose his all seeing powers since the ability to see is connected to his original body being left on specific spot?
On the other hand sprites are much closer to immortality than God tier can ever be. Also so much knowledge about the game you gain as sprite… Would be Elias almost see it as a win for his old self? while Jonah would hate the fact that he got no agenda in this decision… The conversation of which one of them is the more real one no matter how much memories they share…
On less philosophical note you could prototype Jonah sprite with cat and get a real catboy Jonah-
Well considering they would be starting a session and i asume the fears will follow them as to not die with the blown up earth i dont think that not having Jonah’s corpse in the panopticon will do much to his ability to know, plus he should also get light powers as well.
Oh thats nice Elias will be probably amazed at all the power and knowledge Jonahsprite has, while the other is constantly in a state of existencial crisis mode, since he no longer knows if he is the real him or if Elias is. Actually they both should be freaking out. And as Elias-rights put in the tags, there is also the dream selves. So thats another Jonah for the count too. I assume by logic it should look like Elias, but it would be far more fun and messy if it was his original body, that way when he reaches god tier he has an even worse identity problem with the sprite.
This would not leave my head after the Tmastuck talk and the catboyJonah sprite. It’s not long enough to put on ao3 sooo enjoy the sort of? soft lonelyeyes.
FALLINGTITAN started pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
FALLINGTITAN: Soo?
FORSAKENTUNDRA: ….
FALLINGTITAN: Oh come on Peter is not so bad! Look on the bright side!
FORSAKENTUNDRA: I’m sorry what bright side should i be looking into? The fact that my sprite is now a weird fusion or that you got my cat killed? What bright side should i be looking into Simon??!!
FALLINGTITAN: Well now you should be able to get things done, no offense but the cat only ever tried to cuddle you and say how much he loved you.
FORSAKENTUNDRA: >:(
FALLINGTITAN: Well isn’t it lonelier like this?
FORSAKENTUNDRA: You don’t seem to understand what you did, you threw Jonah’s original body into my sprite. Which was my cat, who loved me very much.
FALLINGTITAN: So?
Peter turns to look down to his lap where a very angry looking JonahSprite was currently kneading at the skin of his arms while also purring uncontrollably. He seemed to be contemplating his own existence. Meaning that Peter was being used as a stress reliever while the man was having an existential crisis.
FORSAKENTUNDRA: ….Elias will be very mad about this and you know it.
FALLINGTITAN: Good thing i’m exploring my land and im very far away from his range then, shame you decided to go to his place instead of sticking around. Anyways i have some imps to throw away ill be seeing you later ;)
He regrets letting Simon be in charge of helping him get into the game, but since Elias said he wanted his help, he had no other choice than to ask the other man. Maybe he should have asked Martin instead, but well…. it did not pan out as he wanted.
Peter looks around trying to figure out what to do next.
“So… hello?” Jonah squints at him and he can see the ears at the top of his head move.
“You are a Lukas” Oh god he doesn’t even know him does he? His face must have gone through a journey because he huffs.
“You are Peter correct? I met you briefly as James” That actually baffles him.
“You… remember me from when you were James? How is that- Wait do you recall being Elias at all?” He shakes his head, the ears twitch again and he wants to touch them.
No, stop that.
“I recall up until i switched bodies, i assume i succeed-”
“That you did!”
“But since i don’t recall being Elias i did not switch before starting up the game” Peter nods and the other sighs going limp on his lap. For saying he does not know him, he is being very forward right now.
He also appreciates that he is even shorter than Elias by a few inches.
“No, he should be in the next land, I was just passing by when Simon decided to be funny and throw his body- your body?” This was giving him a headache “Into my sprite to make it more helpful apparently” He has patches of fur and his pupils were now slithed, along with sharper teeth for what little he could see. Plus there is the whole ghostly figure going on that completes the look. Peter caves and touches his ears., making him hiss, but also lean into it.
“Stop that you heathen i- Love you Peter!!” He covers his mouth and now he knows that there is some leftover captain there huh? Scratching his head makes him push himself up and Peter caves kissing his forehead, its hard not to when he knows its still his husband, with less memories, but still the same man. Plus he looks adorable doing the scrunched up nose that even 200 years later he can’t drop while looking grumpy about it.
“You are the biggest menace i have ever met by far, but once we find Elias i will dump you with him, its bad enough to have one of you, what am i supposed to be doing with two?”
“Wha- what is your relationship wiiiith- do that agaaaain” His pupils go round at the way he scratches behind the ears. Oh he will have to break it to him then huh? Smirking a little and trying to get him off his lap he replies.
“Why, of course he is my loving husband. Congratulations are in order”
“Oh no, no im-” He pushes him off and snickers getting up quickly, while the other curses him and floats up to his height.
“Times up, lets keep moving otherwise the imps will get here and i know you both will hate if they wreck the place”
Jonah grumbles and keeps throwing insults at him, but floats towards his direction at the very least, he looks still mildly disturbed while checking himself out, particularly his hands, which he opens and closes while looking… stressed? Upset? So in the spirit of not wanting to be yelled out later he holds one.
Elias will be even more furious at him, if he lets…. himself?? Be more traumatized, he will claim that Peter is not being a good husband, so Its for that and not any other reason that he interlaces their fingers. Jonah’s hand is limp, but after a while it closes around his and tugs him around.
“You don’t know your way around do you?” Peter shrugs and lies.
“Not at all! Can you guide me?” He gives him a long suffering look, the one he gets every time he is being difficult according to his husband. Still he looks marginally more happy anyways.
Here is another one. Did i write this and do the drawing instead of finishing writing a chapter of my own fic? Sure as hell did!! Still i had fun. I have two more short things written with other characters, but i will put those up tomorrow. Also i figured how to use colored words!!
FORSAKENTUNDRA has started pestering WATCHERSCROWN
FT: Elias
FT: ELiiiiiasss
FT: My beloved seashell, my Siren, my shining lighthouse, my guiding light, my little pufferfish <3
WC: That last one was the most horrible one to date, do not ever use it again Peter i will hit you to death with my weapon.
FT: It made you answer anyways, so I have some news…
WC: What did you do?
FT: I didn’t do anything, Simon did!
WC: ………
FT: Its a funny story actually!
WC: I somehow doubt it.
FT: So i made it to your land
FT: And for some reason the path out had to go through the panopticon. Anyways I was just going to leave, no need to stick around with your mummified corpse, when-!
FT: Simon decided to be funny. Apparently he thought that it wasn’t enough to drop Captain to be my sprite, no, he thought he wasn’t helpful!!! wich mind you was completely untrue, the sweet Captain was a delight to be around.
FT: But i digress! So he, and seriously you will laugh i swear, he sort of- kind of, maaaaybe dumped your body into the sprite?
WC: …
WC: Haha nice joke Peter.
FT: I’m not joking, you want a picture? Hold on a second
FT: Here!! I even used those filters for it!!! Plus a picture of the Captain for comparasition. Doesn’t he look grumpy?
WC: What
WC: WHAT?!?!?!
FT: <3 <3 <3 ?
Peter slumps against a wall, he had to kill and disappear so many bloody imps. At first it was alright, but he thinks the game might have broken a little when the fears followed them here. Because those creatures were looking too much like flesh monsters to be part of the game.
He winces and sighs at the feeling of Jonah patting his head softly, the purring was actually relaxing in a way so at least it made him feel more calm.
FT: So yeah, that’s a thing, JonahSprite says hi by the way.
“No im not” No he is not, he seems to be personally offended by the existence of Elias for some reason, he tried to explain to him the philosophical implications of being there while the other man existed and how much was he even himself at this rate considering he was also a construct of the game to be a guide to him and not being able to do as he wants and blah, blah, blah.
Peter could not honestly understand what the problem was.
He was Jonah, and Elias was Jonah as well.
What does it matter who has more memories, eyes, or powers? They are still the same man to him, the man he married several times and whom he might be in love to some degree. Its all the same no matter what face he wears, he can never hide how much of a bastard he is.
Its the main reason he loves him and annoys him in equal measures.
In fact… Peter has an idea.
He looks through his nautical skylladex and once he says the name of a wrecked historical ship, it drops the spare cell phone. Picking it up he turns it on and installs pesterchum, adds Elias, Simon and himself as friends and gives it to Jonah who scrunches up his nose at it.
“A gift, keep it” Jonah’s face does something funny and he floats down to nuzzle his face before starting to play with it.
Peter blinks a few times feeling somewhat fuzzy inside. Elias only does that when he gets too drunk with wine and he clings to him while being chatty and lovey.
Captain did that when he was laying on the couch or the bed relaxing.
…
Both were very nice memories.
….
Anyways Peter makes a…
He hopes his god forgives him for this. A group chat.
FORSAKENTUNDRA has added WATCHERSCROWN and BEATINGHEART to a group
FT: So! You can talk and hash it out here, while i go kill more imps have fun my beloved Sirens!
FORSAKENTUNDRAhas left the chat
“PETER!” He legs it out of the sprites range, he hopes they can make up now before they have to meet in person, because he is not sure how he is going to stop the sprite from trying to scratch Elias eyes off.
He has the feeling Jonah wants them back where they belong….
@nonbinaryeye I updated the fic, also i would love to see anyything you write too!!
SPOOKYARCHIVE started to pester WATCHERSCROWN
SA: Tell Peter to stop harassing Martin.
WC: Why do you still have that handle name? I thought you hated the word spooky Jon.
SA: Does it bother you?
WC: You know it does
SA: Then it’s staying, anyways! Make Peter stop talking with Martin!!!
WC: I do not control what the man does Jon! If you have a problem take it out on him, I’m a little bit busy trying to not get killed by mutated imps!!!
SA: Wait, yours are messed up too?”
WC: If you mean they were regular imps when i started the game but now seemingly have randomly started to look more like monsters of our original earth than yes Jonathan. They are very messed up. I’m currently trying to not get killed by the spider ones in Annabelles land. So beware of those.
SA: I will keep that in mind for future reference. Have you seen her?
WC: Annabelle? Not since I helped her get in the game, after that she just disappeared.
SA: God dammit
WC: You and the detective are still upset about her tricking you into playing huh?
SA: She knew!!
WC: She suspected correctly, i’m not thrilled at having been played either, not by a long shot believe that at least. But we are alive, and if the goal of the game is to create a new earth…
SA: It doesn’t change that we destroyed it in the first place!
WC: Oh grow up Jon, the game was in motion regardless of whether we played or not, there had been random meteor strikes for months, you know what that means. The destruction of the planet was already going to happen, we just got lucky enough to skip it.
SA: And bring the fears here?
WC: They go where there is fear and if the earth was destroyed it would be logical for them to reach out. I suppose that’s why Annabelle started this whole thing by getting us all to play. For different reasons sure, but we did it nonetheless.
WC: …. If… it makes you feel any better, this was going to happen no matter what, you weren’t even the first person to play it, someone else started this, so for what is worth, it was not yours or the detectives fault in this case Jon, so leave the martir complex please.
SA:…. Thats.. surprisingly kind of you… and rude too, it does somehow help, thank you.
WC: You are welcome. As for what you wanted I mean it, complain to Peter, i really can’t do anything to stop him now, i’m busy trying to survive.
SA: Tough luck, but sure.
WC: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
SA: !!!
WC: ;)
WC: No one will believe you, you can’t take screenshots with this app.
I’ve put way too much effort into this and I am deeply sorry. Also @p1nkwitch I hope that you don’t mind that I borrowed your cat but then again you gave me the idea that one catboy isn’t enough. Also I like your user names so I decided to use them as well.
Also it’s written in the homestucks curswed second person perspective because I secretly love homestucks second person perspective…
Anyway I strongly discourage you from reading it unless you have some knowledge of homestuck.
AP: I don’t want to hear it, you lied to everyone!
WD: Did i? I told Peter that the extinction was coming and it was too late to stop it, but there was a way to fix it, was it not right? I told Elias that the end was coming and that there was a way to avoid it, I told Jon and Basira that this was a way to save the earth and get rid of the entities.
WD: Was I wrong about any of those things? Perhaps i did not explain further, but the result would have been the same, the game had already started.
WD: This merely ensured that you all played and survived, bringing the fears along for the ride. I did not lie, if we win a new earth will be awaiting for us, therefore we saved humanity.
AP: Not the one we left behind! And sure, maybe you didn’t lie exactly but you still played all of us.
WD: Why do you care?
AP: Excuse me??
WD: About that earth, you have the people that matter here, why would you care about all the anonymous people from a world that is now long gone?
AP: They were people! And maybe, maybe if everyone knew, and played the game they could have survived or had a chance to at least!
WD: It wouldn’t have worked, there are… specific circumstances you need to make it work, and very few people who meet the quota for it. This was the best outcome we could hope for.
AP: So I just need to what? Accept it? That is all gone and we were just lucky to survive? That we were chosen because we can carry fear with us to infect the new planet we make?
WD: Pretty much. Plus we get to be gods too. That’s nice.
AP: Goodbye!!
WD: One last thing, when you go to sleep, don’t look to the sky of derse.
AP: ….why?
WD: You will see something unpleasant. That’s all I wanted to say, good luck ;;;;)
WEBDESIGNER ceased to pester ARSONPOET
Stupid Annabelle.
Martin sighs and puts his cellphone back in his skyladex.
He is still fighting imps in his land, the tower and fog made it harder to see them, but he made due. He always did. Martin briefly considers contacting Jon, but resolves it would be pointless. All his effort to keep him safe from Peter and Elias were for nothing.
Jon still went into the coffin to get Daisy, would have gone to the middle of nowhere to check on a supposed dark ritual If the literal end of the world hadn’t stopped him. Martin was useless and powerless to save him. This entire endeavour was hopeless in his book. As if they could finish the game, as if they could kill the monsters and survive.
The fog that was not caused by the game thickened and blanketed his feelings making him numb to the grief.
Better.
He still needs to kill a few more imps and level up.
Martin doesn’t take his cellphone out again and misses all the notifications from Jon.
He ponders what could be hiding in the sky of derse.
I- actually wrote a whole bit of story but im debating if i should put it here as separated bits or just in ao3, this bit is the consequence of said plot that i already made. Also, i just realized that based on my own verse, there would be 4 cats in the session. Elias and Peter 3 cats and the Admiral.
But Empress and the Admiral are just regular cat sprites like Jasper, so no more catboys.
FT: I think if i did i would have told you already!
WC: Ughhh, why is your stupid ship so big!!!
FT: Easier to be lonely.
WC:…. I don’t know why I bother.
FT: Look, he has to be here, JonahSprite got in with us on the ship! he must be hiding, it also doesn’t help that he can go through walls. Your 8ball cane did not say where he was?
WC: No, it keeps giving me vague answers so it doesn’t know or it doesn’t want to say.
FT: Ugh…
WC: It would be easier-
FT: Not again
WC: IF WE HAVEN’T LOST OUR POWERS??
FT: Look! I’m not thrilled about losing touch with forsaken, not one fucking bit. But logically he was not wrong!!! If the fears teared apart the game, and it was a rather big world in such a small amount of time, it would have murdered all of us in the way it took us to reach the new session!! 3 years is a lot of time in comparasition to a few months in game.
FT: I did not start that stupid scratch for nothing!
WC: I know.
FT: And i’m mad and i want to yell at him because this is ridiculous
FT: Wait what?
WC: I know it was the only shot! I’m not an idiot. It doesn’t mean that i don’t want to hear it from him! He is me and yet he cut all of us from our powers, from the thing we worked years to achieve.
WC: He sacrificed our institute
WC: What could possibly motivate him for it??
FT: Maybe not dying horribly?
WC: You are so annoying.
FT: It’s been months now, i don’t think we will be able to find him unless he wants us to. Also, even if i hated that building… sorry.
WC: It’s not fair… but thanks.
FT: Im aware
WC: Its really not fair!!! We saved you! I was ok with the two of us sharing you and everything.
FT: I’m aware Elias, out of the two of us I’m the one who is more aware of it, I miss him. And it’s weird because i have you and you both look the same now, but he was also slightly different and i miss him.
FT: I love you, in whatever way you come. I’m at this point resigned that perhaps you threw a curse at my family and this is the outcome.
WC: You charmer. But yes, I love you too for what is worth dear and… I miss him as well. Not out of any narcissistic way that you may be thinking, i really liked our talks and spending time with him, he understood me. Even if it was because he was me.
FT: :(
WC: Barnabas will not tell me. And EmpressSprite also refuses, says she won’t betray her dad.
FT: That cats personality is so much like you two i’m honestly terrified.
WC: She loves you! Also she is not like us at all.
FT: I know, and I’m ever grateful that she considers me family and not mice like the rest of humanity.
FT: Elias…. Knowing that she was aware enough, due to beholding influence, and that she knew she was actually actively harming people in artifact storage just to watch what would happen, is not something i wanted to hear while we let her take a nap with us.
FT: Does the whole watching to see what happens thing not ring any bells?
WC:…. Shut up.
WC: Also -shrugh- She is baby
FT: Stinky Socks thief
WC: No!
FT: Stinky little thief?
WC: NO! She is precious!
FT: Naughty kitty kat, little brat cat
WC: Peter i will give her all of your socks, i will not let you alchemize more and i will force you to listen to Martin’s poetry sessions i swear. Stop slandering my cat.
FT: >:O Dont you dare.
WC: Anyways lets head back, we can try “tomorrow” Or whatever passes as tomorrow here. Deep space is not the best way to tell.
Several chats to one Peter Lukas who has gone missing after Jon killed him to “save” Martin, very season 4. Still.
ARSONPOET started pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
AP: Are you still alive?
AP: Peter?
AP: I know Jon killed you, but you still had your extra body in derse, i saw it last time i slept.
AP: Cmon I have questions!!!
AP:… You aren’t dead for real.. right?
ARSONPOET ceased pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
WATCHERSCROWN started pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
WC: Peter I’m seriously starting to be ticked off! How many messages do I need to send? Its been days!!
WC: Stop hiding out of embarrassment. So what if Jon got your statement? Look, it’s not my fault you were the one being insistent about getting Martin to reach god tier and Jonathan misunderstood. I mean ok, fine i did send him your way! Happy!? But you could have left, instead you decided to be difficult and got killed. Jon won’t even tell me what he asked you that you refused to answer.
WC: Look just answer me back soon alright? i need your help with something, we are trying to come up with a plan to beat the black king, the entities have completely morphed him and now its looking almost impossible to beat.
WC: ….
WC: If this is about that, you are just being difficult, i’m telling you that it’s not like that!! If you want to fight again fine. So be it.
WC: Also what is wrong with the consorts in your land they are acting off, i think-
WC: SHIT
WATCHERSCROWN ceased pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
FALLINGTITAN started pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
FT: Peter! Hey once you are free i would like some assistance with something if you don’t mind? Also Martin and Elias asked about you, so you should drop them a message once you are able to, seriously your husband ranted to me for quite a while!! Also sorry you died, shame it wasn’t in the quest bed at least you would just go god tier instead.
FT: Anyways! Text me back once you can, I’m going to be a little bit busy with Oliver trying to catch some frogs to start a universe. You know how it is. Byeee
FALLINGTITAN ceased pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
BEATINGHEART started pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
BH: Peter? Hey it’s been a while where exactly have you gone to? I’m looking everywhere but it’s as if you disappeared out of existence!! I checked Derse and you already left so where are you?? >:(
BH: Look, things are going rather bad, if we dont pull up some effurt we are really not going to get that planet started! I know teamwork is not ideal for the lonely, but we seriously need all hands on deck.
BH: The imps and carapaced are getting more mutated and the board has gotten messed up beyond recognition, it seems the entities are not mixing well with the game code or the horrorterrors, and after what happened with Martin’s failed attempt at killing him after going grimdark things went sideways even faster.
BH: I’m not even sure we can beat the black king, he is too paw-erful.
BH: …
BH: Cmon how long will you hide??
BH: Honestly I’m starting to be a little concerned, Elias can’t see you with beholding and neither can Jonathan with his light powers. What’s wrong??
BH: Look… just please answer me back ok? >:3
BH: And If this is about the fight i swear to god-
BH: Its not what you think!!! Stop being difficult. So please answer me back and I will go to pick you up.
BEATINGHEART ceased pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
SPOOKYARCHIVIST started pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
SA: I’m doing this because Martin asked and after the whole affair with him going…
SA: Nevermind I owe it to him.
SA: It was your fault too, the lonely got him in the end and that was enough of a push, but it’s not about that. He wants to talk to you as the only other lonely avatar here.
SA: I won’t apologize, but at the very least answer him.
SPOOKYARCHIVIST ceased pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
SPOOKYARCHIVIST started pestering FORSAKENTUNDRA
SA: Actually no, how come i can’t see you? Elias asked me to find you, but its like you are in a blind spot, how is that possible? My abilities have grown stronger with my aspect and beholding concentrating its powers here.
SA: ….
SA: .. Ugh by like that.
SA: Whatever, just answer Martin but dont get close to him ever again. Or I will make sure your death is permanent.
Ok, had to babysit and work at the same time so i was very tired these days to post or write my fics, i did not forget about this i was just trying to make sure my nephew didnt destroy the house and it left me beat. Anyways. Part… well chronologically 3, but it will be part 2 for now.
@nonbinaryeye here you go. Also i used the Peter prototyping Barnabas, cause it was such a great idea.
Also yes you were very correct about the kiss to wake them up so i changed something in this next future bits to make it have sense. My recollections of homestuck lore are somewhat rusty.
You are JONAH MAGNUS and you are having a terrible day. Or more specifically a terrible week, month, who knows how long they have been at it here.
The point is that you are really pissed off.
For one, because you intended to become king of a ruined world and yet, a stupid game destroyed your planet and dreams.
Two, your patron god came with you to this new world, but accidentally or perhaps not, along with all the other fears corrupted the game and you are starting to think that maybe there is no way to win this now.
And third, your husband PETER LUKAS has gone MIA on you after his death with your ARCHIVIST days ago and no one has any idea where is he now. You refuse to think that he might be ignoring you due to the fight you previously had before his death. It was ridiculous and not founded on anything beyond Peter’s own misconceptions about him.
BARNABASSPRITE remains a somewhat awkward friend now and there is nothing beyond it. Too much history and betrayal for something that died a long time ago. Peter was just being unreasonable. So what if you and Jonah wanted to spend some more time with him? It’s been a while and besides, it was Peter who fucked up and prototyped him anyways.
Peter always complains about you always nagging him! He should be glad you were spending your time doing something else instead.
You also wonder about his resurrection, JonahSprite confirmed he was not in derse anymore, therefore someone must have revived him via kiss.
The idea that someone else did it that’s not you made you grind your teeth. Peter is yours. You would have eventually dragged his body to the quest bed, hell you were intending to go and kiss the idiot awake, but Jonah texted telling you, that he was already gone and he couldn’t find him at all. So now you were worried and annoyed at him.
Which is why, while everyone else in the room is collectibly losing their proverbial marbles trying to think of a plan to kill the monster or fix the game to win, you are trying your best to pester that man until he answers back.
You have tried this for the past few days with no success, perhaps what bothers you the most is that not even with beholding you can see where he is. JONAHSPRITE is in a similar position and you can see him also text with an angry and perhaps hurt expression.
He would have it worse, since he was basically glued to him up until the fight, then he lost sight of him going to meet up with Martin. That’s when he died and came back in derse, from then on, no one could find him.
You wonder if you are making the same expression as him right now. Its unfortunate that after ascending you recovered your original body, because now they both mirror each other perfectly and it unnerves you.
For clarity sake for everyone involved after the revelation of who you really were, they have decided to keep calling you ELIAS. You suspect they think it will bother you , but to be fair it’s been so long that it fits better anyways.
While writing a pile of curses, you are suddenly blinded by something illuminating the sky and when you and all the others look up, the symbol of the hero of breath can be seen in the now fucked up firmament of Skaia.
Peter has ascended.
You see it reflected in Jonah the expression of dawning realization you are making.
Because if Peter was planning to reach god tier he would have told you at the very least in an off handed comment, that he would finally die alone. Peter is nothing but reliable in what he does, so for you to not know….
Then it meant that something had gone off the script.
The only people missing from the meeting were Peter and Annabelle.
You see Jon shudder out of nowhere and you manage to catch Simon making a small malicious grin at his phone before teleporting away. You get the very bad feeling that something is about to go very, very wrong.
This is set after the coffin, but before the visit to Ny Alesund.
Now, who did Annabelle pick to be the other set of players in the new session? Well thats a surprise for later.
FORSAKENTUNDRA started pestering WEBDESIGNER
FT: Why revive me?
WD: … i need your help Peter. We aren’t going to win and you know that.
FT: …So what, it was all for nothing? The extinction won ?
WD: Not quite, there is a way, it will take patience, effort and ironically your ship.
FR: … Why can’t I tell Elias or JonahSprite of this?
WD: Really? After that little fight you all had, I assumed you would not want to share such things, albeit the loyalty you had to keep his secret in place was astounding, even if it was pointless and misplaced in the end. Not very lonely may i add. How is that going for you?
FR: Peachy
WD: That bad huh? There is also the matter with his little sprite, he and your own seem rather charmed with him.
FR: Stop
WD: Why? isn’t it lonely to think about? Broken hearts and all that, you knew he would do it eventually, counted on it, didnt you? This was just the logical conclusion to your relationship. He got something he lost back from the lonely and replaced you with it. After all, wasn’t it your great grandfather that stole him from Jonah in the first place? Karma i suppose.
FR:….
WD: Anyways, according to what I managed to scrap from some old faq about the game written by someone who played before in some other reality I assume, along with more things the mother of puppets and my own new powers provided I found a solution.
WD: We need to start a scratch, a reset included in the game in case things go wrong.
WD: It should give us an earth not infected that badly by the fears, new players will start a session that is not broken like ours but rather void, from there we should be able to quickly finish in the new session once their heroes destroy their black king, all before our patrons start to consume everything in their paths. That way we all get what we want.
WD: I have even already selected the possible candidates for such a thing and started the process already.
FT: Why me? Should you not be able to start this scratch yourself?
WD: In theory Oliver as the hero of time should be the one to do it, but he sustains that we will die regardless and that perhaps its better to do it now instead of prolonging it. I disagree.
FT: Very End of him.
WD: Exactly. Also you weren’t my first choice, but since my plan A was ruined by the power of love it seems this will do then.
FT: Was that the whole point of Martin…?
WD: A hope player, becoming a doom player by going grimdark, i thought that it should be powerful enough to kill the king in a somewhat self sacrificing HEROIC attack. But Jon was… very against it. So yes that was the point. Besides you can’t put all of it on me, you made it possible too, the lonely was insidious enough to get him like that, easier to lose the will to keep going once you think there is nothing left holding you back, but you would know that, don’t you? ::::)
FT: … the rest of the archive team? The violent one? Melanie? She killed Elias, i’m sure she has enough strength to do whatever you wish.
WD: She would, but unfortunately her anger makes her unpredictable and she finds treachery distasteful due to her employee, making her dangerous.
WD: Besides he is fine now, you helped him reach god tier anyways. Shame he would not reciprocate the kindness, leaving you for dead almost certainly. If I hadn’t swooped in to kiss you back to awareness, your dream self would have died too.
WD: Perhaps someone could have dragged your corpse to the quest bed eventually, but not even that… Well that’s certainly lonely for you i suppose, being forgotten and left behind to rot.
WD: Anyways, no Peter. I need your help. You are perfect for going under the radar and starting the whole thing while everyone else is busy trying to figure out how to kill an impossible threat. Your powers are also exactly what we need to do it.
WD: I will get Simon to help, don’t worry, we will succeed and you will never have to see anyone else that you don’t want again, I promise.
FT: Fairly sure your promises mean nothing, but… I will bite. Why the ship?
WD: Transportation, once we do this we need something to take us there, Simon should be able to manipulate it with his space and vast powers sending us off. He also completed his quest with his denizen and got the necessary items to do this as a reward. He did not know what to do with them, but i do and you and I are going to fix this whole thing.
WD: But first, I need you to reach your full potential and you know what that means.
FT: -sigh- Are you doing the honors?
WD: ;;;;) I’ll meet you there.
FT: I’m not making it after doing what you want, am i?
WD: Do you want to?
FT: …
FT: Maybe, maybe before i would have. But… I… don’t think so, no, don’t really have a reason anymore. I get it now, this is what i was always meant to be, my family was correct. I think I will be fine as long as I’m alone in the end this time.
WD: No last words? Once you get there you will have to move and there won’t be time for anything else really, things are coming to a head soon.
Ok, there are i think 5 more parts and the little arc is done, then it will be time for random bits, but maybe i will just put those directly into ao3 instead of here.
@nonbinaryeye Heeey angst fest! i feel you will like this.
Also one more thing for the next few chapters. I had to shuffle and rethink some aspects for the characters since there can only be one per session. So either Jon or Elias had to win the light player spot and im afraid its not Elias this time. Im happy with what i chose instead for him but its just a heads up. I feel it suits him well considering several of his actions.
Due to unforeseeable events that you refuse to divulge or go deeper into, you are currently tearing apart the room you are residing in. You are ELIAS BOUCHARD and you are furious beyond repair, beyond imagination and you are also HURT. That man has no right to hurt you. No right whatsoever.
PETER LUKAS is your husband and he has broken up with you, but not like usual. Not like any of the ways before. This was not him and you refuse to acknowledge it, the fact that he actually did by text was even worse. Your sprite and Jonah are both watching you in your destructive fury. Both with different expressions on their faces.
BARNABAS looks like he wants to say something, yet the acidic look that JONAHSPRITE gives him stops him on his tracks. His double is not destroying the room and the only reason he can think of is that the words that the lonely man used with him, actually cut him deep.
It had been cruel and callous in a way that Peter rarely was and even less with him, with either of them. After all he had been the first to say that Jonahsprite was just as real as he was. So to hear him say the opposite was quite jarring, not even that, but to be told he would prefer the cat back instead of him was unbelievable.
You pick up your INDESTRUCTIBLE CANE OF KNOWLEDGE and ask your question. The handle had a crystal 8 ball that would answer anything you needed.
“Does Peter Lukas love me?”
You wait for the answer, for the single word that has appeared every time you have asked that same question since getting the weapon in question. Sometimes you were in a land on your own and the man would not answer back your messages, so you asked the object and knew without a doubt that Peter was just being stubborn and nothing else.
Its not because you loved to hear the confirmation of it.
The ball goes from clear and shiny to dull and grey with fog inside it.
NO
It takes a few seconds to comprehend what you just read, shaking it again you asks.
“Is Peter Lukas in love with me?”
NO
You start to pace and breathe harder.
“Does Peter have any feelings for me??!!”
The words take longer to appear as if it was trying to parse them through, but the answer leaves Elias frozen in place, feeling a deep pit of despair.
HE FEELS INDIFFERENCE AND HATE
PETER LUKAS CAN’T CARE ABOUT JONAH MAGNUS
“Why?!” You punch and hit the wall out of pure rage instinct and hurt. The others in the room flinch. The anger, hurt and grief is too much and you end up letting a sound more animalistic than human.
You don’t expect it to tell you an answer, it’s not that good yet for full complete answers, but somehow it does.
It’s not the answer you wanted.
THE EYE HAS NOT GLANCED TO THE LONELY
AND THE FOG HAS TAKEN A HOLD OF HIM
IT TOOK HIS HEART AND NOW ITS HOLLOWED OUT
THE SPIDER SPINS HER WEB ON HIM
AND NOW THE EMPTY MAN THINKS HE HAS NOTHING
CONGRATULATIONS YOU PLAYED YOURSELF
You are-
No
Elias is done with the narrative, done with the game and the web that got him here.
The thief of heart walks out while the other two follow, he goes until he finds the room he was looking for. Annabelle, Jon, Oliver, Martin, Basira and Melanie are there.
“So you started this and told no one?? What now, we are dooming another world again? Is that it, how many times can you-”
“What did you tell him Miss Cane?” The room goes quiet and everyone stares at him.
“What is wrong with you-”
“Melanie if you don’t shut up i will leave you brain dead before you can stab me again. Annabelle what did you tell him to convince him to help?” Said woman was staring at him with mild interest, but did not seem to care much. Annabelle was the only one of them left who had not reached god tier and was in her original body.
Melanie started to move in his direction but the detective stopped her.
“I told him the truth, that there is no other way out, he went willingly if that’s what you are concerned about. I did not lie or manipulate him in any way. As for anything else, i told him what he already was thinking, but did not want to say out loud” She waves him away as if it was nothing, as if she just didn’t basically ensnared him and doomed him.
“You should treat your toys more kindly less someone else picks them up to play with them. Then again… you do have a history to turn a blind eye to the lonely when its picking apart something you care about” Her eyes turn to something on his back and he knows Barnabas and Jonah are there.
“What are you talking about?” Jonathan, curious as always.
“He just wants to know how I got Peter to help me start the scratch. I just asked very nicely and explained myself and he went willingly that’s all, he starts it and Simon gets all of us out”
“Yes, but we leave him behind don’t we?” Her smile has fangs on it.
“A price he was happy to pay as long as he was alone, it is the only thing he asked for” No, he is not losing this easily.
“Tell him to stop”
“I’m afraid I can’t, and even if I did, he would not listen, too far gone. He is taking the worst parts of his aspect and mixing it with forsaken he is a lost cause now. I’m sure once we make a new earth you can find a replacement, it’s in your nature after all to interchange Lukas for Lukas”
Elias is fairly reasonable, he only ever acts out in panic and when he knows he has an advantage.
Which is why he doesn’t understand why the next thing he knows is that he is bashing her skull with the INDESTRUCTIBLE CANE OF KNOWLEDGE, over and over again, his ears were ringing and he was sure he could hear the others yelling at him, an arm tries to grab him and he shoves as much painful knowledge into the head of whoever is trying to stop him that they release him.
Before the first hit connected with her head however, Elias actually saw the surprise and fear in her eyes. Annabelle did not expect him to react like this.
She did not expect him to care at all.
By the time he is done, her body is lying on the ground with cobwebs and spiders spilling out of the remains of her crushed head. Breathing hard he looks around and sees everyone with their weapons raised at him, except for Basira who was on the floor holding her head and Oliver who merely nodded at him.
He already knew someone was going to die.
Oh.
“I- i think i might have overreacted” The faces of sheer incredulity hit him and before any of them try to stop him Jonah grabs his shoulder.
“He will be in the land of Time, if we hurry..” They won’t make it back he knows.
Elias doesn’t want to die, but he is so angry at Peter.
No, he is furious at him. After all this time and after everything.
This is not how it ends.
Holding the cane he makes a run for the window and jumps out.
He flies as fast as he can to go and beat up his husband to death. If Peter shall die it would be by his hand, he won’t let him leave him first, not like this. Elias will never let him have the last word over him and will not let him die like he wants either.
Peter sits in Oliver’s land overseeing what he has to do, Annabelle was very specific about it, and the amount of time he would have before things get out of hand, once he uses the needles to scratch that thing, is counted.
Still he stalls, swinging his legs back and forth just appreciating the view from his spot. Peter feels truly nothing right now, not about his impending death or anything in particular. He is stalling because there is one thing left he has to do and he is wondering if he will do it.
From under his shirt he takes out the necklace with all of their wedding rings, he stares at it a little bit, before he dangles it over the edge of the building. The world is quiet and muffled, like it has never been before.
Peter thought that he knew forsaken well, being raised for it, but here it was even more intoxicating. He recalls vaguely Elias explain to him that because the amount of living creatures in the game is so small compared to the earth, and some of the things that live here are not developed enough to fear most of what their entities represent, they started to feed more from them while at the same time amping up their powers.
That plus their fight with the horrorterrors above made them more dangerous.The game was collapsing from the force of the supernatural things that followed them trying to survive by messing with it from the inside.
Finally what Annabelle said came to mind too, that they would be bringing them too in their trip to the new session. Peter thinks that it makes no sense. If they were getting so bad here, would it not make sense to drop them to die while they ran? Not that he would want to exist without forsaken by his side, god’s no, he would rather burn on this planet than to do that, he wouldn’t even know what to do.
Still those are all thoughts for those who like to overthink and speculate, he merely wants to see the place a little before death, his grip on the necklace slackens, but he doesn’t drop it yet.
He cant.
Because there is one last thing he has to do before that.
FORSAKENTUNDRA started pestering WATCHERSCROWN and BEATINGHEART
FT: Hello
WC: THERE YOU ARE!! DO YOU KNOW HOW MAD I AM RIGHT NOW??
BH: Peter what the everloving hell!! Where were you?! How could no one find you!!!!
FT: Did Annabelle and Simon get there yet?
WC: DO NOT IGNORE ME PETER LUKAS OR SO HELP ME
BH: No, you three are the only ones missing , we haven’t seen Simon since yesterday when he teleported out of the meeting. What is going on??
WC: You reached God Tier!!
FT: I did and no thanks to you, considering you pretty much left me for dead after your archivist killed me. Anyways, they will tell you, once they get there I’m supposed to start this whole thing.
FT: Hopefully it all ends soon.
BH: End what soon? Peter?? We did try to find you, but you were gone!
WC: Peter what did Annabelle tell you? Whatever she said is merely manipulation. You should know better, that’s how she got all of us to play in the first place!
FT: She didn’t lie, in fact she was right in what she told me.
FT: You are all so busy trying to stop it, but it’s sort of pointless at this rate. The entities messed it all up beyond repair, maybe if we were quicker and didn’t take so long it would be a different story, but as it stands.
FT: We are kind of doomed.
WC: You are not being funny.
FT: I wasn’t trying to be.
BH: Peter even still there aren’t any other choices to be done.
FT: There is, you should know it, that’s your entire point after all. Be a guide and all that. What would have happened to you? If we won? Do you split up and I get my cat back and you go back to being a dusty old corpse in the basement of the institute?
FT: Ah If only, but it doesn’t work like that does it? No, i’m stuck with the lesser and fake version of one regency bastard. Your only charm is that you remind me too much of my cat to want to get rid of you.
BH: …..
WC: Peter what the bloody hell is wrong with you-?!
FT: Not much. Anyways I just wanted to have the last word for once in our marriages.
FT: So shut the fuck up Jonah.
WC: !!!!
FT: You were the worst thing that could happen to me. Made me lonely? Sure, but not worth the effort, not worth the years of dealing with your brand of power, perhaps you think the same of me and that’s.. that’s actually right. Better even.
FT: You know, i actually thought that i loved you? In whatever capacity there was for us to have that. We fought, we split up, we made up and made out. Rinse and repeat.
FT: There were a few good things true, but now I realize that out of the two of us, you were always the one with the advantage, which was unfair. Let’s say this is the last divorce, no papers no nothing, albeit it probably would be more akin to becoming a widow. Enjoy the new world.
WC: What the HELL?!
FT: Im throwing away the rings, i can’t bring myself to care anymore.
WC: Peter I don’t care what the hell is wrong with you, the moment I see you I’m breaking your spine on sight. What do you think you are playing at here huh? Oh look at you throwing a temper tantrum, if you could take your head out of that bloody fog of yours it would be delightful! But unfortunately you are the single handedly more dense human on this rock.
WC: Do i need to spell out to you, how much you are being an unreasonable ungrateful, dumpster fire of an avatar?!
BH: Elias
WC: Do i need to remind you who you are speaking with and what i will do once i find you? I’m going to shove so many memories of people into your thick head.
BH: ELIAS
WC: WHAT!?
FT: I hate you.
FT: No, that would mean I care about you still, no I don’t care about you anymore i’m finally at the place i should be and i’m finally getting what i always dreamed off. You can both shove off to the new session once im done with this and fuck off to go and get another stupid idiot to serve you. I pray you have the decency to pick someone not from my family if they exist in the new earth.
FT: But i doubt it, you are a terrible creature and so am i, but i think that out of the two of us at the very least i was loyal, something you could never be. Do you know why I died by your archivist? I refused to answer what your plan about him was.
FT: You told me to help you while you were dying to reach your quest bed and I did, you wanted me to replace you and look after the institute I did. We made bets and games, but ultimately I always did what you asked. And I know you would never do the same, you just can’t, because you don’t want to.
FT: Im tired of this little stupid game between us, it has gone for too long and it has no winner. I’m tired of you. I have never mattered to you beyond what i could offer and that was fine, but then it wasnt and yes.
FT: I got jealous of your stupid sprite. That finally made me realize the truth, i dont matter and i never did. Not to you or anyone, so for that i shall thank you. You finally made me reach true loneliness.
FT: But still, even then that feeling has sort of faded away by now too, a lot of things faded away really. If you could be kind enough to do me one favour, it would be to tell Martin that it would all go to him once this is over, the forsaken will cling to him next if I’m gone. Maybe it just eats him, it would serve his boyfriend right for killing me first.
FT: I don’t care about you Jonah, not anymore. Either of you. Please do not contact me ever again, albeit i wont be alive much longer for you to try to.
Using his wind powers he lifts the Quills of Echidna and starts to cut the mechanism in Oliver’s land that should send the signal to skaia to start another game. It’s not exactly easy and a bunch of giant imps appear to try and stop him. Most of them he can send away with forsaken the others he has to kill manually, which is rather annoying.
Still he is half way through with it when the imps start agonizing out of nowhere.
Looking around he sees something start to come out of their shapes, it looked almost like-
Well if he was being philosophical? It looked as if someone was sucking their souls out of their bodies and putting it in a bunch of small boxes that fall around him.
Their bodies remain still and empty.
Oh no.
“Oh yes” He has seconds to dodge a hit to the head with that fucking 8Ball question cane, before Elias tries to beat him up again.
Peter hides in forsaken thinking that it was strong enough to keep him out of sight of Elias, but just like his own powers got a boost, Elias did as well, because the next thing he feels is searing pain in his head and the lonely being torn apart around him pulling him out.
I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW YOU
Fine. If Jonah wants to start a strife he will accept.
Peter is done with this annoying little man.
They spend quite the long time just trying to hit and hurt each other as much as they could, Elias even attempted to use his heart powers to steal him too like he did with the imps, but Peter merely uses the air to shove him around making it impossible to focus.
In the end its merely tiredness that wins, Jonah slips and Peter who has always been bigger, and now with the other in his original body, was even more so, knocks him down keeps him in the ground while he struggles and tries to fight him off.
He merely pushes him back and grabs the stupid cane from him.
“You know, i just asked for one thing only and that was for you to leave me alone. To finally get out of my life and to never see you again. But no, you can’t do that cant you? You have to come around to try and be the biggest pain in my ass to my very last moment!!” Peter doesn’t feel much when he punches him in the face, beyond the indignation at him for denying him his last request.
“Go to hell!! If you think I’m letting you get the best of me you childish-” He looks at him.
A bruise is already forming on his cheek from where he hit him. Jonah was still throwing venom at him and he was exhausted, he had to focus on the fight so he left the needle still almost at the end of scratching the whole thing.
Peter’s head is foggy and everything seems so pointless and loud.
This man more than anything.
Shining bright in fury and indignation and if he was right, fear too. Jonah was a fire, if you didn’t watch it it would get you.
It churns his gut just seeing him.
Clutching the cane he ponders it for a second, but decides to finally do what he should have done a long time ago.
“And-”
“I don’t care Jonah, I really don’t. You had a shot by leaving me be, but I suppose I ought to do this if I really want to achieve peace” Taking a breath he raises the cane upwards so he can beat his head with it to finally shut him up for good, to finally make it end between them.
Peter doesn’t even care if he dies.
Perhaps before he did, he recalls the actual feeling of terror when he asked him to help him die faster because it hurt so much on his quest bed, the bleeding stab wounds were making Elias dizzy and the pain was unbearable. Peter recalls the bout of fear at snapping his neck, but now? Now the fog was making it impossible to matter. To care about finishing this disgusting little man’s life.
“Goodbye” He sees the terror reflected in his eyes.
“Peter- wa- wait we can talk-!” He was about to hit him when something knocked him out of the way and he slid across the floor.
Lying in his back he stares at the sky and the black roots that are moving around it, while reality starts to crumble.
“I can’t believe I turned into such a bloody mess!! Did you honestly try to kill each other??!”
Ah the fake one.
“What are you doing here!” Jonah is scrambling up. Peter is measuring his chances against the two of them, but knows it would be futile. So he remains there.
Why can’t he ever get what he wants? Why won’t they leave??? They did before so many times!! They all have walked out from the other, why is this any different.
“Oh god you are a mess for real, aren’t you Peter i can’t believe this”
“Elias-”
“You can’t hear him, but he is!! And he is my husband, get your own-”
He tunes them out and focuses on finishing what he came to do even while lying on the floor.
YOU ARE NOW ELIAS BOUCHARD
“And- Oh Peter fuck off!” Jonahsprite goes to grab Peter’s face while apparently the man starts again to try and finish the job.
Elias tries to not shudder at the memory of the empty expression he made when he tries to kill him. He compares it to when he asked him to help him die faster in his quest bed, because the stab wounds while waiting to bleed out hurt a lot. The stark difference between those two moments and the expressions he got were enough to make him want to hurl.
Peter had not wanted to hurt him then, he did it the fastest way possible and only because he insisted, Elias had to track him down afterwards with JonahSprite and actually reassure him, even if it was a thinly veiled effort, to not let him know he was sort of happy he was so worried about him.
He had thought at the time that he found something else to have an upper hand on him. But now he realizes that it wasn’t.
“Let us finish talking first!” His double is trying his best to keep the man in place. But he hasn’t realized like him that it was sort of late. Annabelle and his own weapon had been right, he was too far gone now.
“Why should i-” Dropping next to him he feels sore, hurt and tired.
“You are an idiot” Peter merely watches him and after a few seconds says the thing that really nailed the fact that it was all over.
“I really did think I loved you” Reading it was one thing, seeing him say it with such a blank expression was another. Locking his jaw in place and swallowing he tries.
“You do, you still do, you are just being dumb and letting your god get the best of you” He has to believe it.
“I dont think so” He makes a pained sound and looks down at him.
“Im- did you actually throw them away?” It takes him a second to realize he meant the rings.
“I dropped them yes” That’s it, he tries to get up and go, but his double keeps him there giving him a furious look.
He is angry and now he is the one that’s upset.
“You are a thief of heart and you have beholding, think” What does he even want from him?
“So what? I steal his soul? Keep it as a companion in a doll or something? what else can i do with this??”
“Oh my god, feelings! You deal with feelings too”
“But they are gone if you haven’t noticed! There is nothing for me to take or use or-!” He doest understand, he didn’t see him, the emptiness as he tried to kill him.
“Forsaken doesn’t take them away you know this. It just… makes them dull, makes you think you don’t care. He thinks- no, we made him think he had nothing else!” Peter has never needed an anchor, he could walk the perfect line between his god and their relationship.
But here? Here it was so condensed that he sank and he never noticed happen.
So just this once… JonahSprite doesn’t have his memories, he remembers up until he was James, but in the amount of time he accompanied Peter the man got him to care too.
Guess they do have a type and it’s lonely. He owes Simon money then.
He doesn’t want to steal his feelings, but he wants to bring them forth.
But first, he grabs his face and leans down while the man tries to get him off. He rebuffs him.
“I love you, you giant sap, I do. I did not cheat! Neither of us did. So get that out of your thick head, we just had fun talking with a friend. It’s been so long, but thats all, we could not ever even go back to that again. Barnabas is good but he is not that good to forgive us for it”
“Not like you, or well not good per se, but you certainly put up with me far more than anyone has before and that is something”
“So please big man just this once…dont fight me on this ok?” He kisses him. Peter goes still under him, and he can feel him start to try and slip away, but he holds him tighter and bites his lip making him go back to being solid.
Elias doesn’t push further merely kissing him over and over again in little presses of their lips, one of his hands goes to caress his cheek and he lets their foreheads touch.
He just needs a spark and he can take care of the rest, afraid of opening his eyes and seeing a dull stare he can’t help but to let out a small sniff, he will not cry, he refuses. Getting up he watches him and Peter looks at him with the same empty stare. His lips wobble and he shakes his head. Beholding then? He tries to shove memories of their time together, but the man looks more and more angry rather than moved.
“Peter, c'mon you have to-” Jonah is trying, but if it didn’t work with him-
“I don’t, really can you both please stop touching me? Its making me uncomfortable” He hits him in the chest.
“You bloody sea weaded excuse of a sailor i cant believe how much of a fucking bastard you are, i cant- I… i can't”
“Almost 30 years and you do this to me, you are the worst husband in existence, you leave me for months, make awful puns and nicknames, fight me over the petties things ever-” He doesn’t stop he has to let it out, along with the tears that finally are slipping through his eyes, but now they are out of sheer indignations rather than sadness.
“You snore, you keep putting my stuff on high shelves just to make me ask you for help or get a chair to get them-” A sob breaks through.
“make me cake, buy me things you know i would like, let me sleep on top of you when i get home and let me unwind if work was hard-” His hand grips his stupid godtier hoodie.
“-Kill the spiders, because you know i actually hate them even if i pretend they don’t bother me-”
A hand wipes his tears from his left cheek and he stiffens. Hoping for a small chance.
“Awfully weepy of you Lias” His voice is cracked and when he looks he has the barest hint of a flush on his otherwise pale skin. And a glint of amusement in his expression.
Oh.
He falls forward while Peter tries to catch him, but Elias merely goes to kiss him. He latches onto him and to make his point across he uses his heart powers. Peter lets out a startle and pained sound, but he doesn’t relent, bringing forth all his feelings, but not actually stealing them, just letting them simmer there. He could.
Elias could just as easily steal him away to keep forever in his grasp.
But when two pair of hands grab him back and tug him closer he knows he can’t.
He loves him like this.
Eventually they break apart.
“Don’t ever do that again” Peter gives him a peck and nuzzles him.
“I can’t believe i will say this, and if anyone asks it never happened, but- Please don’t ever stop giving me a glance from time to time. It felt like i was going on autopilot, i couldn’t even enjoy my own loneliness”
“I won't”
They hear a tiny mew and Jonah is looking at them with what he knows is envy in his own face.
Peter looks up at him and his face goes from entertained to guilty and then a grimace. Lifting a hand towards him the sprite hisses. His husband nods and sits up before grabbin Jonah and putting him on his lap, while he lets out a bunch of noises of protest and actually scratches his arms.
“Im sorry, i didn’t mean it, i do think you are real-”
“No, you dont. Its fine, you are right i’m just a copy, now leave me be-” Peter gives him a look and then at Jonah as if asking permission.
He considers it, but…he knows that he can’t say no. He nods.
The taller man lifts the chin of the sprite and kisses him, while the other freezes in place. Peter actually deepens the kiss and it was fascinating to see, like seeing a distorted mirror. He would admit it was exhilarating to see himself in that position. So sneakily he goes next to his husband and kisses his neck too making him pull apart to sigh against his doubles lips.
“Insatiable aren’t you?”
“Maybe, maybe i just like to see you both”
“Narcissistic then” His husband was a little shit.
“I would say voyeur” But apparently he wasn’t even better. Still JonahSprite looked at the two of them with a calculating look, that Peter stops by merely bopping his nose.
“I’m tired, and you are both the same bastard, same eyes after all. What does it matter where they are? You could both steal as many bodies as you want and i would still marry you anyways”
Funnily enough both of them blush at the comment.
“Sap”
“Idiot”
“Yours?” He is definitely exhausted if he was that soft.
“Yes… always” Elias is just as tired, so he is permitted to say it just as softly.
Before he could attempt to sneak into his lap too and start what could possibly be the best make out session in the history of paradox space involving the three of them, Peter gives him an apologetic look.
“ Elias… I already started the scratch, i can’t not finish it. The game is busted beyond relief, both of you said it, by now it’s impossible to win” He takes a deep breath.
“Can you finish it and make it out to where we are supposed to meet up with the rest?”
“No, we don’t have the time” Before he can answer him to curse him for following Annabelle’s plan he sees Jonah press his cheek against their husbands chest and gives him a smug look.
“Finish it”
“Excuse me??” He startles at him.
“You heard me finish it”
“We can’t make it in time to the others-”
“Oh i wouldn’t be so sure…just trust me, both of you” Well, if anyone would want to survive is him, no matter the situation.
Your name is CAPTAINJONAHSPRITE but you go by Jonah or Jonahsprite.
The hero of breath who is technically your husband, or your other self husband finishes the process to jump start the scratch and start a new session in which the chances to win are higher.
The three of you stay there watching it all unfold, all across them, the lands are more and more corrupted by the powers of the entities around them, struggling to keep themselves alive.
“What now?”
“We wait for backup”
However, you are also a construct of the game and are aware that bringing the fears along to the new one would merely cause the same effect and ruin the session as well.
So you told JONATHAN SIMS the archivist, the man who had the biggest amount of marks of entities and who, in another universe would have been his archive of fear, your idea.
You won’t go deeper into your own insecurities regarding your existence in this world and how you came to be. Maybe later once you are all safe in the TUNDRA with the rest of the team you can ponder it more.
Point is after JONAH or for an easier way to understand it, ELIAS left to fight his husband, you spoke out to the rest of the players. Elias would hate the plan and so would Peter. But you care more about your continued existence rather than their feelings about it.
Perhaps if you still had the power of the EYE, your actions would be different.
But you dont and you are meant to help with the game regardless of your wishes.
So the decision is obvious, leave them here to consume what’s left and escape without them.
The new session would still have them, it was a world based on their own after all, but until they reached it they would be severed from them. That was the outcome he expected anyways. With luck the new players won’t be as connected to the entities, enough that their powers are not so corrosive to the integrity of skaia. People who know of the fears but aren’t directly aligned with them as avatars.
For this they needed a beacon, a distraction to keep them here, something they could follow and Jonah figured that a spider had her ways and had a backup plan. The thing in Hilltop Road will not be opened, but the tapes were a good idea to keep things here. However to do that….
Your beloved institute.
That hurt.
There is the chance that if they win they could still get it back in the new universe they make, it will still hurt.
Leave the institute and the tapes to tie them there and escape with all of them alive. Hopefully they can get away before Annabelle comes back.
You look at Elias and Peter and feel a sting of rejection, you know they will not forgive you for getting their patrons trapped here and taking away their powers, even if temporarily. So for as long as you have before it becomes obvious what you have done, you latch onto them, kissing Peter one more time. He takes it in stride and lifts you up easily, well you don’t really weigh anything since you are sort of a spirit, but its the thought that counts.
You have wanted to do this for weeks now, but you knew it was not your place and it felt just as you imagined it. Just as good.
It wasn’t like Modechai who was colder, Peter had the joviality that made him seem like he cared, but in fact did not. Only for you, Elias and the cats did he become a little bit more nice. The man truly was truly making an effort and it showed. He did care, that’s the difference.
Elias watches and pouts. Its the same way you do it, but its hard not to stare at him and ponder. You know its sort of narcissistic in a very convoluted way, but while he still had the body of Elias Bouchard it was easier to forget and pretend he was someone else.
He catches your eye and gives you a small encouraging smile in exchange, it should not make you feel that warm. Albeit you also have the feeling of wanting to bite his hand and that you attribute to the Captain’s own feelings for the man.
Still, it’s just a fancy and perhaps curiosity nothing else beyond that, you are sure of it. Its not as if the man would even consider it, he wouldn’t, who would really want such a horrible fake like him?
…
After everything, you admit that it was easier to fall in step with Peter in their banter and the way he was so familiar already with you, made the whole thing even easier for you to want him. And oh do you want him. Your love has always been passive and secretive, its very likely that the cat part of you that still had some hazy memories of the man mixed up with your human mind is causing it. But as you saw before with them and their fight, maybe you always had it in you, but it was easier to let it be and do nothing. Maybe Elias grew a little bit more than you did, you doubt it would have happened outside of the game, but it still shows that you are ways behind.
An apology to BarnabasSprite would not be enough, but it’s a start.
Time was running out and the two humans were looking more and more restless, you had faith. Not on the other players gods no, but Simon was fond of Peter in the way family was and he and Jonah are friends.
The others could not refuse the old man, since he was, after all, their way out.
Finally the TUNDRA appears out of thin air, as if the sky itself just let it out for you to see and on top of it Simon waved at them. Before any of you could even move the feeling of vertigo hit and suddenly the three of you were already there.
“Congrats! Now if you don’t mind we should leave right about now!”
The consequent moments were something of a blur, the window, the impulse, and then-
You were out in space.
Quickly you sneak out to the lower levels of the ship, no need to stay for the fallout.
You knew what you did and even if it was for a short amount of time you got to taste what it would be like to have almost everything you wanted.
