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thinking about how c!wilbur never really made a permanent home for himself after l'manberg because it was His Legacy and His Thing and then it got taken away from him

thinking about how c!quackity was intrinsically involved in the destruction of wilbur's l'manberg but even still wilbur didn't take issue with his involvement

thinking about how as soon as wilbur found out about las nevadas he wanted to join quackity in it

thinking about how the first real venture wilbur made to regain influence after his revival was a direct competition/rivalry with quackity

thinking about how the past mirrors the future or something and they will always be drawn apart and together like a newton's cradle that will never run out of momentum, crashing together then pushing each other away over and over and everything else is collateral damage because they are both each other's obsession and destruction and nothing else matters to them but their dance

okay actually i am not letting go of the newton's cradle thing from my last post and i want to expand on it

c!tntduo is just that - they're like a newton's cradle with only two balls and it never loses momentum because they ARE their own momentum, it's like instead of losing momentum every time they hit each other they grow stronger and stronger

and if you try to take one and hold it, keep it away from the other, you WILL eventually drop it and it will come back with more force than ever and restart the cycle all over again (see: wilbur's revival)

and because they are so strong and the cycle is so intense and unstoppable ANYTHING that gets in their way will just end up collateral damage and eventually either destroyed or tossed to the side so they can continue their dance (have you ever put your finger in a newton's cradle? dont)

they will continue crashing together and pushing away and repeating over and over and over again until the world takes them too far away to return to each other, and considering even death itself couldn't permanently keep wilbur away, it would take a lot to take them apart

they feed off of each other and fuel each other while simultaneously making each other infinitely worse because they are obsessed with each other while also destroying each other, an everlasting dance of testing their limits and testing each OTHER because gods forbid anything happens to them aside from the other

because otherwise the world itself will become the third ball in the middle of that newton's cradle and it will not survive the force of their obsession

they are saving each other and destroying each other and repairing each other and healing and loving and hating and purely obsessed with each other in their own kind of rhythm

the laws of physics cannot stop the newton's cradle if it itself redefines them

(inspired by this twitter post)

not 100% sure how we got here, but was talking about trying to relay that quote in the post ("you will always need to leave and i will never let you go.") to aziraphale and crowley, and i was told to post my thoughts on it on here

to aziraphale, crowley is the one who seems to need to leave. he has been trying to escape, from heaven and from their responsibilities and from the plan. crowley, in aziraphale's mind, is trying to escape, but aziraphale is clinging to both him and heaven, not wanting to let him go

to crowley, aziraphale is the one trying to leave. he's trying to abandon crowley, leave and go to heaven where crowley cannot follow, and all crowley can do is beg for him to stay and hope he isn't abandoned once again

but in reality, neither of them can see the truth of the situation because both of them are too clouded by their perceptions

crowley is incapable of returning to heaven, just as aziraphale is incapable of leaving

the bird tries to fly away, desperately wanting the dog to fly with him but not understanding that the dog does not have the wings to follow. the dog does not understand that the bird is waiting for him to follow, and all he perceives is the bird flying away from him as he struggles to make him stay

they are both in each role, equally the same yet more different than they can comprehend

thinking about how c!wilbur never really made a permanent home for himself after l'manberg because it was His Legacy and His Thing and then it got taken away from him

thinking about how c!quackity was intrinsically involved in the destruction of wilbur's l'manberg but even still wilbur didn't take issue with his involvement

thinking about how as soon as wilbur found out about las nevadas he wanted to join quackity in it

thinking about how the first real venture wilbur made to regain influence after his revival was a direct competition/rivalry with quackity

thinking about how the past mirrors the future or something and they will always be drawn apart and together like a newton's cradle that will never run out of momentum, crashing together then pushing each other away over and over and everything else is collateral damage because they are both each other's obsession and destruction and nothing else matters to them but their dance

okay actually i am not letting go of the newton's cradle thing from my last post and i want to expand on it

c!tntduo is just that - they're like a newton's cradle with only two balls and it never loses momentum because they ARE their own momentum, it's like instead of losing momentum every time they hit each other they grow stronger and stronger

and if you try to take one and hold it, keep it away from the other, you WILL eventually drop it and it will come back with more force than ever and restart the cycle all over again (see: wilbur's revival)

and because they are so strong and the cycle is so intense and unstoppable ANYTHING that gets in their way will just end up collateral damage and eventually either destroyed or tossed to the side so they can continue their dance (have you ever put your finger in a newton's cradle? dont)

they will continue crashing together and pushing away and repeating over and over and over again until the world takes them too far away to return to each other, and considering even death itself couldn't permanently keep wilbur away, it would take a lot to take them apart

they feed off of each other and fuel each other while simultaneously making each other infinitely worse because they are obsessed with each other while also destroying each other, an everlasting dance of testing their limits and testing each OTHER because gods forbid anything happens to them aside from the other

because otherwise the world itself will become the third ball in the middle of that newton's cradle and it will not survive the force of their obsession

they are saving each other and destroying each other and repairing each other and healing and loving and hating and purely obsessed with each other in their own kind of rhythm

the laws of physics cannot stop the newton's cradle if it itself redefines them

(inspired by this twitter post)

not 100% sure how we got here, but was talking about trying to relay that quote in the post ("you will always need to leave and i will never let you go.") to aziraphale and crowley, and i was told to post my thoughts on it on here

to aziraphale, crowley is the one who seems to need to leave. he has been trying to escape, from heaven and from their responsibilities and from the plan. crowley, in aziraphale's mind, is trying to escape, but aziraphale is clinging to both him and heaven, not wanting to let him go

to crowley, aziraphale is the one trying to leave. he's trying to abandon crowley, leave and go to heaven where crowley cannot follow, and all crowley can do is beg for him to stay and hope he isn't abandoned once again

but in reality, neither of them can see the truth of the situation because both of them are too clouded by their perceptions

crowley is incapable of returning to heaven, just as aziraphale is incapable of leaving

the bird tries to fly away, desperately wanting the dog to fly with him but not understanding that the dog does not have the wings to follow. the dog does not understand that the bird is waiting for him to follow, and all he perceives is the bird flying away from him as he struggles to make him stay

they are both in each role, equally the same yet more different than they can comprehend

im coping via being sad about minecraft men so here, desert duo thoughts

i'm just. thinking about how grian was talking about staying with scar out of a sort of obligation after his first life ended. he didn't HAVE to, but he felt like he needed to, for what reason i could talk about for gods know how long, but regardless

there was such a focus on being "free" from this situation he got himself into, basically contractually tied to scar for his first life because of his own mistakes

but then clearly at some point, it stopped being about getting himself free, didn't it? if it was just about him being free, he could have gotten away from scar as soon as he lost his first life, and he could have gotten so far away from all the danger that came with it

but NO, he stayed, because he wanted to, because he felt like he had to, because for SOME reason he felt tied to stay there

at what point did it go from grian being free of scar, to both of them getting free of everyone else? i feel like at some point there was this shift from the focus being the divide between them to the focus being on the literal line in the sand that they drew between themselves and everyone else

hell, they blew up their desert, the entire foundation of everything, just to try to free themselves of everyone coming after them

at some point that line in the sand got muddled because no matter how hard grian seemed to try at first, he ended up on the same side as scar at some point

i dont know man this is barely coherent im just so SAD about desert duo always so i'm throwing this into the abyss of tumblr lmao

okay, it's c!Tubbo time

one of my favourite headcanons to entertain about him is the way he started his work with explosives

we all know about the festival, we all know that he almost definitely has trauma surrounding explosives and fireworks

so why work with them?

I like to think that he initially gravitated towards them out of self-destruction. i haven't put much thought into why exactly he went to that self-destruction, but, I think he did

i think eventually, though, he developed a genuine love for the science of it

I think over time, what started as a way to lose himself in his trauma ended up turning into a much healthier way to process and cope with it, a new thing to throw his energy into and a new motivation

it's nice to think about as a character development thing. he goes from self-destructing, to then finding genuine fulfillment in his work

though, after c!Ranboo died... that lab didn't feel like such a safe space anymore

suddenly it was less of a distraction, and more of a reminder

im coping via being sad about minecraft men so here, desert duo thoughts

i'm just. thinking about how grian was talking about staying with scar out of a sort of obligation after his first life ended. he didn't HAVE to, but he felt like he needed to, for what reason i could talk about for gods know how long, but regardless

there was such a focus on being "free" from this situation he got himself into, basically contractually tied to scar for his first life because of his own mistakes

but then clearly at some point, it stopped being about getting himself free, didn't it? if it was just about him being free, he could have gotten away from scar as soon as he lost his first life, and he could have gotten so far away from all the danger that came with it

but NO, he stayed, because he wanted to, because he felt like he had to, because for SOME reason he felt tied to stay there

at what point did it go from grian being free of scar, to both of them getting free of everyone else? i feel like at some point there was this shift from the focus being the divide between them to the focus being on the literal line in the sand that they drew between themselves and everyone else

hell, they blew up their desert, the entire foundation of everything, just to try to free themselves of everyone coming after them

at some point that line in the sand got muddled because no matter how hard grian seemed to try at first, he ended up on the same side as scar at some point

i dont know man this is barely coherent im just so SAD about desert duo always so i'm throwing this into the abyss of tumblr lmao

I'm listening to malevolent (podcast) and I'm making it everyone's problem (about at the end of S2 FWIW)

concept: Arthur and John get separated and Arthur remains blind. he gets a seeing eye dog

he names it Lilly

desert duo stargazing together in the sand.

eventually they can recognize the constellations that they can see from their base and they can start pointing them out

navigating back home by the light of the stars that they've stared at so many times

you know, its harder to see the stars when the sky is filled with smoke, from the fire and explosions of trying to defend themselves

and when the smoke finally clears, when the fighting is over, there's no more "together"

the night sky suddenly feels so much more vast around you when you're looking up at it alone

one must imagine that GL!Ranboo is happy

hey do you guys think that tubbo didn't see the potential issue with signing the contract to make Walltown part of Las Nevadas because he was so used to political moves and pawns being used separately from relationships that he didn't even consider how ranboo might process it

to tubbo it was just a good political move, something that would benefit them in the short and long-term. to ranboo, it was him giving away something they had built together like it was nothing

hey guys before this post, reminder that i'm so normal about desert duo

anyway, thinking about Scar laughing and congratulating Grian on his win as he's literally bleeding out, even before it's certain who will survive. "good game, G," he says, as at the same time, Grian realizes that he wasn't fighting back as hard as he would have had they been fighting on the same side

okay, it's c!Tubbo time

one of my favourite headcanons to entertain about him is the way he started his work with explosives

we all know about the festival, we all know that he almost definitely has trauma surrounding explosives and fireworks

so why work with them?

I like to think that he initially gravitated towards them out of self-destruction. i haven't put much thought into why exactly he went to that self-destruction, but, I think he did

i think eventually, though, he developed a genuine love for the science of it

I think over time, what started as a way to lose himself in his trauma ended up turning into a much healthier way to process and cope with it, a new thing to throw his energy into and a new motivation

it's nice to think about as a character development thing. he goes from self-destructing, to then finding genuine fulfillment in his work

though, after c!Ranboo died... that lab didn't feel like such a safe space anymore

suddenly it was less of a distraction, and more of a reminder

I'm listening to malevolent (podcast) and I'm making it everyone's problem (about at the end of S2 FWIW)

concept: Arthur and John get separated and Arthur remains blind. he gets a seeing eye dog

he names it Lilly

do you think that Icarus relished the feeling of the sun singeing his skin because he hoped that if he truly felt it and took in the feeling, he would be able to remember the warmth of the burn, even in the chill of death

"came back wrong" after revival. came back wrong, but not in the sense that they are truly, in essence, wrong. more so that your idea of them is now so tainted by the death you saw them in that you can no longer see them the same way they're back, and they're wrong, so they came back wrong, but it's not their fault. they're not inherently different but you can no longer shake the dread that you felt when you saw them dead. you cannot stop seeing the pallor that death washed over their face, the lifeless dullness in their blank eyes. you cannot forget that, and you cannot remember them without it. "came back wrong", but are they wrong? or is your view of them altered? are they truly different, or have you just forgotten?

"came back wrong", but you are revived to see your loved ones no longer look at you the same. you feel the same, act the same, look the same - save for maybe a few scars. but now they won't quite meet your eyes. every time you catch them looking, they look like they're staring at a corpse. the love in their eyes that was once so clear is now clouded by uncertainty. by fear. are they afraid of you? you've come back the same, so why are they treating you like a ghost? "came back wrong", but you only change because they force you to. in their expectation of your being different, they refused to let you continue to be yourself

"came back wrong", but they didn't come back wrong at all. they were received wrong, and when you are estranged and treated with such cruelty you have often no choice but to rewire yourself.

desert duo stargazing together in the sand.

eventually they can recognize the constellations that they can see from their base and they can start pointing them out

navigating back home by the light of the stars that they've stared at so many times

you know, its harder to see the stars when the sky is filled with smoke, from the fire and explosions of trying to defend themselves

and when the smoke finally clears, when the fighting is over, there's no more "together"

the night sky suddenly feels so much more vast around you when you're looking up at it alone

one must imagine that GL!Ranboo is happy