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letterstothemidnightsociety · 3 years

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It's 2007 and somehow, miraculously, Supernatural survives yet another rocky (?) season of mediocre ratings to come back for a third season, or at least, half season, but that season starts out with a real bang! Like, just a real solid trio of an opener for season three. It reminds me of all the things I love about SPN and also it reminds us of all the things that frustrate the hell out of me on SPN. So where did we leave things off?

First up, there’s Dean, who sold his soul to the devil in order to bring Sam back from the dead. Sam, you’ll remember, was part of some overly complicated ponzi scheme to find the perfect vessel to open a door - yep, open a door - and lost to Aldous Hodge who just straight up murders Sam in the season finale. So Dean get’s Sammy back, but in exchange, he’s only got one year left before he permanently moves down south. Oh! And even though they got Sam back and Sam kills Aldous Hodge (RIP pal), they neglected to keep the door from opening. The door to Hell, that is, and now they’ve allowed a shiz ton of demons out to freely roam the earth. Way to go, boys, you lost again! They are two for two on these season finales guys!

OH but they DO kill the Yellow Eyed Demon, so that’s a plus, but not before he plants the most perfect seed of doubt in Dean’s mind - “How do you know what you brought back is all Sammy?” Like, ugh, UGH, ugh!!!! What a way to drive the knife in deeper! What a way to make the heart of this show slowly start to crumble! C’est Magnifique!! *chef's kissy fingers*

So with all that emotional baggage weighing us down, how do we start season 3? How else - with a threesome of course! And also some technicolor grading, it’s wild guys.

Oh boy guys, let’s talk about this opener for a hot sec. I got into it a little bit last season, but as much as I love Dean, you HAVE to admit that that boy is gross. Just like...he’s a little gross. I’m also old enough now to see exactly how many red flags he’s raising through the last 45 episodes. Like, sorry Little Me, but he is not boyfriend material. Not to mention that all this debauchery is 1,000% him distracting himself from the consequences of his own actions, but we’ll get into that later.

Meanwhile, Sam is doing something constructive and trying to figure out how to reverse the curse and save Dean’s soul. And here we have the culmination of two seasons worth of character development - faced with the imminent demise of Dean Samuel Winchester, Sam tries to step up and take care of his brother for once in his life; Dean parties like it’s 1999. There were two things I thought of during this episode - 1) isn’t this not unlike the sort of behavior you see in suicidal people who have finally decided to take their own life? Which is just, like, further held up by the fact that Dean’s big monologue at the end literally has the line “Truth is I’m tired, Sam. There’s a light at the end of the tunnel.” and like...dude, you are NOT ok! Why isn't??? ANYONE??? ADDRESSING THIS????? And 2) Dean is sharing a lot of similarities with the demons in this episode.

Because MEANwhile, there’s demons! So many demons! Specifically, the Seven Deadly Sins ones, but also, spoiler alert, Ruby, who is gettin’ reeeeealll into that ketchup.

All these baddies just really taking advantage of their time topside cuz Hell is, as they so artfully put it, it’s like Hell, so they’re just livin’ it up while they still can ~almost like foreshadowing or something~?!?!?

Real talk though, it being a real long time since I’ve watched this season, it’s these kinds of details that I’m impressed with this time around. There is so much character work that goes into this show and it’s something I definitely connected with the first time around, but not on conscious level. Now I can look at it through time and experience and articulate what I’m seeing, which makes this re-watch infinitely more enjoyable.

Episode 1 of this season continues what they started in season 2 and just keeps building out that Hunter Community. Like, there really is a whole Community out there that keeps in contact and works together and makes sure everyone’s up to date on the latest hot goss, and it all makes John Winchester come off like a real creepy splinter cell lone gunman type. And that in turn makes the Winchester sons look like total, unprofessional boneheads who managed to open a portal to Hell. “UGH Great Jorb Guys, but can we blame them? They’re John’s kids,” is a conversation between hunters that I am headcannoning, but also 100% support.

Honestly, I love the idea of the Winchesters being just these real, like, b-grade, Walmart Brand Hunters that other Hunters are just SO done with. We kind of see a little bit of that with Isaac and Tamara, but by the end of the episode, the Winchesters prove that they’re...better Hunters? I hope somewhere in the next 12 seasons I get an episode that is told from another Hunter’s POV who is legitimately better/more emotionally balanced than the Winchesters and the whole episode is them just, like, cleaning up a bunch of Winchester messes like, SONuvabitch, these two ASSholes. I think we see a fair amount of episodes from the POV of people who are less qualified than the Winchesters who end up being mentored by them, but I’d be stoked for them to run into just a group of people who hate them for totally legitimate, professional vs amature reasons.

Bobby does not count because Bobby signed up to be their Dad and so he agreed to take care of their messes when he took that job.

And then we get to “The Kids Are Alright” which showcases one of my fav changes for this season - BRIGHTLY! LIT! HIGH! SATURATION!!!! And of course, by fav, I mean, Most Hilarious.

I do walk a fine line on this one truth be told. Like, season 1 was definitely going for A Look. It’s super gritty and high contrasty and stylized. Now, I got what they were going for but I wasn’t always crazy about it, mostly because the quality on the DVD’s was terrible. Quick tip for everyone: in order to get 2+ hours worth of content on a DVD, you have to compress the final edit of the program to a pretty small bitrate. When we drop videos onto DVD’s at my work (it isn’t often, thank goodness), the discs themselves only hold, like, 2GB worth of content and that is NOT A LOT when it comes to video files. The more compressed a video file is, the less detail you’re gonna get in the visuals. Watching episodes on Netflix (where everything’s probably at a higher bitrate and therefore is a better quality visual), it’s not bad, but on my DVDs, the compression is so heavy that we get SUPER hot highlights and SUPER crunchy shadows - what a lot of people would called “crushed blacks” because you’ve lost all the detail in the shadows and you’re left with a grainy, noisy, black hole on the screen. Like I lost so much detail in the pilot episode guys, I could not make out this guy’s face.

A rough approximation of my DVD quality. Still recommend it over Netflix for the Accurate Soundtrack tho.

Season 2 SPN toned that Look down a lot, like, a lot a lot. Enough that you still got the general vibe they were going for but not enough that you couldn’t make out faces anymore. But through this whole process, the CW execs kept pushing for the show to look lighter, more colorful, less film noir more...well, CW. And in season 3 it finally happened!!!

I get what those execs were going for, but also, I feel like the colorists on these first few episodes just REALLY went wild out of spite. Lookit this shot from “Magnificent Seven” right before Envy causes some rando innocent bystander to beat a girl to death for her shoes -

GREEN GREEN GREEN GREEN!!!! I WONDER WHICH SIN THIS GUY IS????

Then in “The Kids Are Alright” the birthday party looks like everything is coated in day-glow neon.

The Winchester Bros look like they just got back from 3 weeks in Aruba - LOOK at the saturation levels in these skin tones! LOOK AT THEM!!

My screencap ability aside, only in SPN can a cemetery at night have brighter lighting than a diner in the middle of the afternoon.

This is definitely a thing I will be tracking the rest of the season because I have a distinct memory of a future episode where the brothers have been magically gifted completely different lives where they were never Hunters, they know nothing of Hunting, and they’re completely normal until the end when everything gets snapped back and the episode literally changes colors. V. Excited to see just how saturated this season stays through the end.

But maybe more importantly in “The Kids Are Alright” we learn that Dean does NOT, in fact, have a son. Not that he would be a good father...well...maybe? I mean, this Dean, this season 3, definitely-suicidal, completely-reckless, can’t-keep-it-together Dean, is not good Dad material. Later seasons Dean? Probably fine? Earlier seasons Dean might ALSO be fine? And if he’d found out that Ben was his legitimate kid, it could have made a WORLD of difference, who knows. I know he ultimately does become father-like to Ben and that gives me a lot of feelings. But this Dean is not in a good place to take care of anyone, including himself and really, someone ought to do something about that.

I gotta say, this is an actual bummer. I can’t remember if, in the later seasons, they do any clarifying on this or not, but I am legitimately bummed that Ben is not Dean’s kid and that as far as we know, Dean has no natural children floating around out there with surly attitudes and soft hearts. Dean’s motivation from Day 1 has always been family and despite what comments he may make in early seasons, Dean’s secret desire is to have the wife and the kids and the dog and the white picket fence. And honestly, we’re only 3 seasons in and I just want Dean to have nice things!!

And then guys, we come to “Bad Day at Black Rock,” and I just...WHAT a masterpiece. I had almost NO memory of ever watching this episode before and I don't understand why. What a glorious masterpiece this episode is. Let’s make a list -

More Hunters™, who should be really annoying but were actually kinda charming in a Marx Brothers kind of way

Gordon’s in jail, where he belongs, but also is masterminding a coup against the Winchesters which is A+ spooky stuff

Slapstick comedy that I didn’t know I was missing from my life

Bela F*cking Talbot

Guys, I think this is my fav episode so far purely because I felt, while watching it, that the last 10 years of my life were not in vain and that I had in fact grown as a human person. I remembered hating Bela Talbot. Like, I DID. NOT. LIKE. HER. To the point that I questioned if her British accent was even real. It is, her mother is from the UK and she lived there for a time, but like, honestly, the audacity of Little Me.

This time around? Oh she’s defs my new fav. Just everything about her is like, A+, Great Job, Why-Did-We-Cancel-Her??? Like, oh yeah, probably because somewhere in here they try to shoehorn a romantic side plot with Dean. I don’t actually mind rioting over shoehorned romance, but also, if they’d let this play out for a season or two and then got the two of them to bone? I’m on board. I’m 100% on board.

Maybe it’s just that she is unapologetically out for herself, maybe it’s the fact that she is definitely a match for the Winchesters in a non-murdery way, probably it is both of those things. She's smart, she’s crooked, she has impeccable taste, she’s honestly a helluva lot of fun and I am so excited to see more of her and so BUMMED that she will not make it past this season.

Despite the fact that I absolutely adore all three of these episodes, they also bring up the problem that I was starting to see in season 2 - WHO is this show about? Isn’t it supposed to be about the Brothers as a whole? But the majority of these first three lean pretty heavily on Dean’s emotional arc. Granted, it makes sense. I mean, of COURSE Dean’s demon deal is gonna be the BIG thing in a season where he is literally staring down the barrel, but knowing that there’s a side plot about Is Sam Evil?? seems like...something we should really explore more? I believe it comes up in season 4, or at least, Sam’s demon-blood powers become a bigger deal in season 4, but I would have enjoyed seeing Sam have a more active stake in this season. I can see planting some weird new ticks being planted for Alive-Again Sam that just get weirder and darker and then a mid-season finale or a run up episode to the end of the season where Dean (finally) decides he needs to stop his demon deal because he needs to stick around so he can keep Sam from going completely off the rails. As much as I love Dean 5ever, I do think the show works best when the emotional weight of the season is distributed equally is all. And to be fair to the writers this season, there could have been a bigger plan for something like that but they ran out of time - their season was cut by about a third due to the Writer’s Strike.

Still, all in all, a solid opening to the third season. I want to say that these episodes feel like Classic SPN, but then I remember that this is season three out of fifteen. These ARE Classic SPN. Mostly self contained with enough emotional drama to remind us of the overarching plot. Maybe a little heavy on the emotional drama, but Dean’s only got a year to live and the show’s only got 16 episodes to resolve that crisis, so it’s fine.

#Supernatural #Supernatural rewatch #Season 3 #Magnificent Seven #The Kids are Alright #bad day at black rock #Sam Winchester #Dean Winchester #Bela Talbot #Hunters #Sam and Dean #Writer's Strike #TV #TV History #Bela talbot is maybe great #and I should say it

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stormpainter · 7 years

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wickedPainter: Wicked was standing in the mess tent, hair wild and untaimed, stained with purple blood, helping the clowns with these big chunks of meat he'd brought for the brothers and sisters.

carnivalsOrphans: Ringleader walks in, sees Wicked and immediately starts smiling. Even despite all of the embarrassment of the chat room, he is still so excited to be able to spend time with his moirail. He comes over, envelops the filthy troll in a hug as soon as he's not actively holding meat, and tries to pretend he doesn't see all the knowing looks from the clowns in the tent.

wickedPainter: He knew he was there, of course he knew, he was right where he was supposed to be, and he leaned back into the embrace, a purr rattling up shamelessly in front of all of these witnesses. "Shows over?"

carnivalsOrphans: Any attempt at not blushing is ultimately futile, and he leans down to give the tip of a horn a small smooch. "Yep. Sure is." And then, softer. "You're a damn mess." It's an attempt at being private, but it's really not hard to guess the gist of what he said, considering the purple that spreads down his neck and over the visible part of his earfins.

wickedPainter: The clown smiled a mischevious smile up at his moirail. "Someone probably better ought to clean me up then." He told him.

wickedPainter: "Is't workin?" He asked innocently.

carnivalsOrphans: He gives his moirail a squish, huffs at him. "You know damn well it is."

wickedPainter: "Good" Somehow he managed to make purring sound smug

carnivalsOrphans: He is officially done. Time to lean down and just pick Wicked up, bridal style. "You little brat."

wickedPainter: Arms went around the enormous troll's neck and the completely filthy one snuggled into his arms. "Pretty sure you enjoy it"

carnivalsOrphans: Nothing to do here, time to head out. And it has nothing at all to do with all the people softly cracking up from him being ridiculous. Of course. "I'll enjoy it more once I got you to myself."

wickedPainter: "I'm gettin you all dirty" He noted.

carnivalsOrphans: "Guess we're just gonna have ta shower together, ain't we?" Very flustered clown trying to seem as cool as possible.

wickedPainter: "Guess we gotta, its the only way." he kissed up under the other clowns chin. "do each others hair too."

carnivalsOrphans: He just... Eyes Wicked's fucked up hair for a moment, fuck. How is he supposed to hide his face in that? "You gonna make me walk all the way back to my tent with palebait in my arms, or you gonna just take us to your hive the quick way?"

wickedPainter: "I feel like bein an exibitionist." he smiled with half lidded eyes.

carnivalsOrphans: "You're lucky I love you too much ta drop you," he says with a play growl that doesn't even remotely sound scary.

wickedPainter: "I know I'm lucky. Luckiest damned motherfucker, dont deserve you." he nuzzled up at his jaw.

carnivalsOrphans: He can't help how he purrs. "You're the one who's been takin care of my ass for the past while in there. Don't know how I got so lucky, ta find you."

wickedPainter: "Who the shit knew I'd find someone who needs me?" he leaned his head into him.

carnivalsOrphans: He pretends he doesn't see all the people casting knowing looks at him as he goes through the field of tents. "You wouldn't think I'd be so damn needy, considerin how long I've gone without."

wickedPainter: "Why would you wanna do without when you dont gotta?" He told him, he was smiling his little smile, pleased with all the looks.

carnivalsOrphans: God damned exhibitionist. "You're a goddamn blessing, Miramini, I am glad I got you around ta keep my head on straight."

wickedPainter: "..I like yo' pet name for me." he nuzzle his cheek into him. "..I tolt you I love you?"

carnivalsOrphans: His purr goes from soft to loud at the words. "You mentioned it a few times, yeah." Everything is nice right now, and it's hard to give as many fucks about everyone watching when he's so happy to have Wicked with him.

wickedPainter: "Good cause my memory aint great and you need to know." That purr was so nice, he pressed his ear against RL's chest and let it vibrate through him.

carnivalsOrphans: "I love you so much, brother, don't think I've loved someone so much in a long fuckin time." He wants to pet his moirail, but his hair is crunchy and dirty with blood and salt, and he doesn't want to hurt him. .... Scritch softly at a horn bed.

wickedPainter: He leaned into the touch of fingers on his scalp purr going strong. "How'd I get to be the lucky one?"

carnivalsOrphans: "Dunno. Probably cuz you're my miracle." Finally to his own damn tent, he ducks inside and just flops down for a moment to snuggle and kiss at Wicked's face.

wickedPainter: Wicked cuddled into him, he was perfectly content to be held. "think the gods gave us to each other if thats a thing."

carnivalsOrphans: "Serendipity." Purrrrrrr. He'll head to Wicked's place soon, for the sake of a nice shower that will fit them both and a bit more space to lounge, but he just wants to be alone with him for a few minutes.

wickedPainter: The smaller clown returned all the kisses on his face and pet a hand into RL's hair, leaning his head onto his shoulder. "Might well be. my other two are."

carnivalsOrphans: He tries not to make a face at the thought of him being in the same category as Tarrat, and mostly succeeds. "Yeah."

carnivalsOrphans: The word is curt and a bit clipped but he tries to cover it by kissing at Wicked's jaw more. "Love you brother."

wickedPainter: He frown pulling gently away from the kisses, although he stroked his hair."whats wrong?"

carnivalsOrphans: "Why would anythin be wrong, brother?" He nuzzles in close, purring at his rail softly.

wickedPainter: He scratched his fingers behind an ear and played gently with tiny fins "cause you dont seem to like bein compared to my other quads"

carnivalsOrphans: ... That feels too nice to be entirely fair, and he leans into the touch. "... I like em fine. For the most part."

wickedPainter: "Mm- for the most part?" He tried to coax him.

carnivalsOrphans: "You ain't gonna like this answer," he warns, leaning into the attention while he's still getting it.

wickedPainter: "probably means I oughta hear it."Look at those cute little ear fins, he needs to give these more attention than he has.

carnivalsOrphans: He huffs, turns his head slightly to kiss Wicked's wrist. Trying not to dislodge scritchies.

carnivalsOrphans: "... tarrat pisses me the fuck off."

wickedPainter: Mmmm. He hummed and brushed RL's hair away from his ear. "What'd he do thats so bad?"

carnivalsOrphans: He's just going to pretend he doesn't know tarrats probably watching. "Called Vel a psychopath and referrin ta him as that thing ya brought hive. Can't remember exact words, but I remember the gist."

wickedPainter: "That all?" He tilted his head.

carnivalsOrphans: "And talk about Vels triggers like its just him bein insane. And seemin none too fond of me."

carnivalsOrphans: "... get protective over my little brothers and sisters, and I'm real fond of Vel, mad scientist he is."

wickedPainter: The clown in his arms found one of Ring's hands and brought it to his mouth to kiss it, and spend a moment organizing his thoughts while he nuzzled at fingers.

"Tar loves me. A ridiculous motherfuckin amount. I think some of its cause I'm the only one he has left, but even before that he was my best friend, and more loyal than anyone I've ever seen in my life, short as it may be. He would do anything for me, even if he don't like it too much- cause he wants me to be happy. Like switchin quadrants to flush."

He drew a breath in and let it out slowly. "Vel ain't good for me. Hes a target I brought hive cause he managed to fuck me up, and got fixated on. Hes also screwier than a fuzzy dildo, and its hard to predict when hes going to randomly decide he wants to see what colour your insides are an how they're put together personally. Now I aint.. sane either. Auditory an visual hallucinations, delusions, irrational rage. Donno how much of it is just me and whats because my head was fucked by a terror. .. Donno how much of Vels crazy was what I did to him, an how much is natural for him, either. Tar just wants to protect me, though. Hes seen him try to kill me, an hurt me, an tear me the fuck up so many damned times. We're..workin on it, me and Vel."

carnivalsOrphans: The enormous clown considers his moirail's words, for a long moment. "... Can admire Tarrat, some, for his devotion. And can see where you're comin from, with Vel. .... But he told all that shit to a stranger. And not like a warnin, said it like it was just gossip. How long til he starts Gossipin bout all the shit you and I say? ... Don't it bother you, that he's so intent on draggin Vel? Even if Vel's got a goddamn truck full of issues, don't it bother you that Tarrat's just airin it out goddamn everywhere?"

carnivalsOrphans: "That's what's really botherin me. Just.... Him fuckin not keepin secrets secret. And I know he. Lurks, sometimes." All the time. "Makes me damn uncomfortable."

wickedPainter: "He aint gonna gossip about us." He pressed his face into the hand he was nuzzling. "Hes frustrated with my choice not to keep myself safe, an his livin situation havin to share with Vel. ..an I do love Vel, don't mistake that, hes a tempest but one I wanna sail, whether its good for me or not." He was quiet a long moment. "..I can promise you he aint interested in us gettin intimate but. ..if you want I could turn the transmission feed off. I aint ever done it before, but I could." [:: | Edited :: ]

carnivalsOrphans: He runs his thumb along Wicked's cheekbone, leaning forward to kiss a horn tip softly. "Can.... Understand his frustration, I guess. .... But it still makes a motherfucker bristly." And then, after Wicked's suggestion, he looks over him. "... You know how I feel bout my secrets, brother. ... And bout bein seen as weak. And I love you, and i'll show you all of myself, so long as you're willin to see, but. Him. He... He don't... .... I didn't think i'd be sharin my time with you all the damn time, even if he ain't payin attention. I can't... Know that." He runs a hand over Wicked's crunchy hair. "If you feel alright turnin the feed off, it'd. Make me feel a lot better, bout a lot of things."

wickedPainter: He hesitated and quietly squeezed at RL's hand closing his eyes and opening them. "..do you know what its like to have grown up an always had someone in there, not just him, Them, too. I'm alone an its too damned quiet." He hesitated and decided not to say something else. His god tier would protect him if RL's impulse control broke. "..but I can, for you I will, for makin peace an settlin you, an keepin your secrets."

carnivalsOrphans: ".... Could." ... He clears his throat, softly Considers Things for a few moments. "If you don't wanna have things be quiet. I could..." He pulls from the depths of his sylladex a magic wand made of his own horn. ".... With this, I got voodoos. Could be with you."

wickedPainter: He blinked quietly at the wand and reached out hesitantly, almost touching it but not quite. "aint never shared like that with voodoo. Mines real strong but I aint good at like, subtle shit too much."

carnivalsOrphans: "I'm gonna have two," he pulls out the other, unfinished. "... Used ta be amazin at subtle shit, way back when. Vel said I could have one of the most powerful voodoo focuses in the multiverse. And this one," he hefts the first one slightly, "is for... delicacy. Sublety. ... and if ya get uncomfortable with sharin panspace with me, all ya gotta do is knock this fucker outta my hand. I want you feelin safe around me."

wickedPainter: He contemplated the wand thoughtfully. "if someone was tryin to get control of me or somethin, this'd be how they do it, gettin me to cut off my help, and let them into my head." He put voice to the paranoid narrative running through his thoughts. "A few perigees work, then you got yourself a laughsassin with some programmin he let himself get put there."

He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to the back of RL's hand. "Don't wanna make it sound like I don't trust you, thats just the shit my pan is sayin'"

carnivalsOrphans: His expression breaks a moment, and the wand goes away. It.... Hurts, more than he thought it would, for Wicked to have those sorts of thoughts about him, but he can understand it entirely. And it's entirely true, if that's what he wanted, he could have it about that easily.

carnivalsOrphans: "... I love you. I want you ta feel safe around me. Safe as I can, at least. ... You ain't gotta do nothin you don't want to do."

wickedPainter: "Gon turn off the feed." He murmured. "..but I've had a lot of people dickin around in there, that I couldnt stop from doin that." He glanced up at him. "..guess its a lot like you not wantin me to take your rage to calm you maybe."

carnivalsOrphans: "... I'd feel all hollowed out, and weird. Don't like fuckers messin with my emotions when I can't control it." He kisses Wicked's forehead. "I don't wanna dick around in your pan. I like your pan how it is."

wickedPainter: "My pans a motherfuckin shit show, but I'm glad you like it."He let out a breath quietly. "..me gettin us some for sure privacy help shit with you feelin all upset bout my flushmate?"

carnivalsOrphans: "..." He could say yes, and it'd be over with, and Wicked'd indulge him, and it'd feel Better. ".... If ya just. ... I don't need it off every time I want us ta chill together. I just... ... When I'm panickin, or when I'm tellin you bout personal shit... ... And if you do that, I'll feel better. And I'll try ta make peace with him, cuz fuck knows he probably thinks i'm out ta get him or somethin." For no reason, of course. None At All.

wickedPainter: "its real sweet of you to compromise on that shit" he murmured.

carnivalsOrphans: "... I love you. There ain't a lot I wouldn't do for you."

wickedPainter: "it'd just be nice if some of my quads didn hate each other." he settled his head against his chest. "..me neither." "..things I wouldnt do is vanishinly small"

carnivalsOrphans: "... I like Vel. And I'm pretty sure he likes me. ... And I'll try ta like Tarrat, for you. Sure I can find somethin we get along on."

carnivalsOrphans: He pets Wicked softly, purring at him in some attempt at comforting.

wickedPainter: "He did sue the shit out of the people who had us arrested for you." he murmured.

carnivalsOrphans: "... Which was fuckin fantastic."

carnivalsOrphans: "Pretty sure that was for you, but."

carnivalsOrphans: Details, details.

wickedPainter: "He didn' have to include the carnival in it" He told him mildly.

wickedPainter: "I worry bout him but you dont wanna hear bout that"

carnivalsOrphans: "If it's important ta you, it's important ta me."

wickedPainter: He snorted softly, smiling.

carnivalsOrphans: Plus that puts them on more even terms, on knowing things about eachother.

carnivalsOrphans: He kisses a horntip. "What is it that's got ya worried, brother?"

wickedPainter: "..hes got spark somewhere in there, I've seen it, but ..caint tell if hes depressed or what. he just does what hes supposed to do. lets his sense of time take over, kinda sleep walkin through the motions a lot of the time."

wickedPainter: "..which granted I do some times but his is fuckin all the time"

carnivalsOrphans: "... Did tell him he needs ta get out more, the first time we talked. Make some damn friends, or somethin. ... Much as it's good he adores you so, it ain't really good ta be so fixated on the one person. ... Know some people find solice, in plannin everythin out. In havin everythin planned for em. ... Mayhaps you could just. Ask him ta include ya in some of his plannin? For just fuckin around or somethin. Even if he knows it's comin, takin him out or some damn thing might help him wanna do it more himself."

carnivalsOrphans: "... normally, i'd suggest a jolt of spontaneous, ta see what he does with it, but that don't really work with him i don't think."

wickedPainter: He looked thoughtful. "Could take him out more- we been out a couple of times foolin around on that earth vel likes. need to fuckin ..enter more variables."

carnivalsOrphans: "Yeah, he does have a fuckin spreadsheet or somethin. And hell, if he really likes doin those so much, addin more variables means more time spent doin that, right?" Shrug. "If it's what he enjoys."

carnivalsOrphans: ".... Just. Ask him what he wants to do more. He don't make decisions. Make him make em."

carnivalsOrphans: "... Dunno. That's my advice. He's sorta... Opposite me."

wickedPainter: He hummed softly and nodded against him then murmured. "..salts dyin an itchin like crazy."

carnivalsOrphans: .... Time to pick the boy up, all at once purring. "Jammin done, let's get ya clean. Ya damn exhibitionist."

wickedPainter: He leaned up and kissed him on the chin. "damned straight"

carnivalsOrphans: "Half tempted ta just sling ya over my damn shoulder next time, so we ain't lookin so pallid."

wickedPainter: "you don want people to know?" eyebrows

carnivalsOrphans: He bounces him in his arms. "I want everyone ta know. But I don't want people ta see."

carnivalsOrphans: Let's head over to Wicked's hive at last.

wickedPainter: Time to go and be ridiculous in a shower!

carnivalsOrphans: And then spend a while doing hair and paint and potentially claws and Ringleader softly contemplates letting Wicked polish what remains of his horns.

carnivalsOrphans: .. He decides against that, for now. He'll do that later, when him and Wicked have a full night together.

wickedPainter: ((cuties))

carnivalsOrphans: [[i know it's so gay]]

#paragraph RP #carnivalsorphans #valencedichotomy #mind control//#mental health//

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