What is the state of Rhaenyra and Alicent's relationship in season 2?
"When we meet Rhaenyra she's in a state of very pronounced grief at the start of the second series. And i wonder if somewhere very, very deep down in the subterranean layers of the psyche, if actually, perversely, there is a sort of yearning to seek comfort here.
Like after the death of Rhaenyra's mother, I think it was only Alicent that Rhaenyra was able to share that with and find comfort with. Yeah, so I wonder if there's like a really old bit of programming, that still yearns for this. Yeah, not in the conscious brain though. The conscious brain is doing something else." - Emma D'arcy
"I think for Alicent, there's, you know, there's this chord that connects them both and there's ripple effects that sort of travel to Alicent whenever Rhaenyra does something. And Rhaenyra has become this sort of like ghost that walks the corridors of her mind at this point. And all she wants is to have an audience with Rhaenyra, to show face and sort of like plead her case and apologise. But then also try and, you know, tell Rhaenyra that what I heard was Viserys wanted Aegon to be on the throne, even though obviously for a viewer that's a massive misinterpretation. But yeah, there's a lot of yearning. There's a lot of yearning there for Alicent." - Olivia Cooke
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(More thoughts and drafting! Some weird formatting I know but it was all one block in my notes)
Emma is doing just fine. Average. It’s really not so bad.
She’s just been dealing with a lot of change. And with too many things not changing.
Which is… an odd thing to struggle with.
Because she likes change. Daunting challenges. The unpredictable. Doing new things every day and never being scared of them. And she likes independence.
She had thought so, at least.
After the show, she had been hit in the face with just how… isolated she was. She had only had two friends before the first season, but she had left them behind. Her mother wasn’t doing the best, and she didn’t have any nearby family.
She found herself laying in her bed in the middle of the day most of the time, scrolling through her contacts and old conversations.
Or scrolling through her comments on TikTok.
A few weeks ago, she had tried some stunt involving a motorcycle and an inflatable pool. She probably wouldn’t have messed it up if her hands weren’t trembling.
(She had forgot to check the breaks, and wasn’t sure if they were working.)
(They were.)
The blood dripping down her face and the gash in her lip didn’t sting as much as it did watching the video.
She looked ridiculous, and she probably always did. It was better when she had someone else to do it with. Maybe she was losing her touch.
She didn’t post the video.
She turned back to dancing instead, which did feel less embarassing, despite the constant mocking feedback. Sure, the jokes were “funny”, but she didn’t care about any of it. She didn’t feel the rush, she wasn’t planning every day, and she wasn’t known or loved for anything.
Except for what she lost.
And, the show, to an extent.
-Ugh, she misses the show. She shouldn’t, but as stupid as it sounds, she really did. She missed doing crazy things and talking to people. Having a chance of winning. Beating everyone. Being cheered on. It wasn’t always great, but at least it was something. She misses doing something.
And she really misses Bowie. She missed Bowie, but she knows better than anyone that she can’t go back to that. They just- have better things to do now. He probably does.
He’s got Raj- which is great! And she’s happy for him! She’s happy for everyone. For Wayne, however he’s doing, for Julia, despite everything.
And Caleb. For having Priya.
Emma is jealous that Bowie gets to have someone.
Emma is jealous that everyone else gets to have someone.
Emma is jealous that, unlike everyone else, winning the show probably wouldn’t have made her any happier.
She isn’t sure what would.
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So fun fact about me and the another series; I found out about it back in 2018 just one or two weeks before Ch3 came out and spend the next 3 or 4 years being hooked onto the game until the fixation died down and only returned to me around August or September of lasy year.
Meaning that through 2/3s of Sdra2 i was able to see the chapters as they were coming out and that's honestly something i wish more people in the current fandom could have experienced because it was so fun seeing the hype around a chapter that's soon to come out spike up with all kinds of theories, predictions and people hoping their favorites won't die (i remember i even had a dream once where chapter 5 released and Teruya murdered Iroha by tying her into a train track and waiting for it to run over her after she came to him and told him about being a void and he was like, trying to get rid of all remaining void by killing Iroha himself and wining the class trial, which would in kill Mikado too. Wild shit, but it's a dream you know?). And of course, whenever a new chapter did release the entire fandom would collectively freak out for the entire day as random instagram accs posted Cgs and bits of roughly translated information through the day alongside the deaths and executions and this hype around the newest chapter would sprout all kinds of art, edits and more theories for the following month or two.
All around awesome experience? Not exactly. Because this also means i got to see Linuj's crazy plot twist as they were being revealed and here's where we get to the actual subject of this long ramble/rant; Kokoro Mitsume and how i really wish i could have spoiled myself of what happens in Ch0 because that would have spared me of so much pain.
And let me tell you, when i say pain, i am by no means exaggerating. You people have no idea how much i cried when Ch0 came out. My little 15 year old head was going through the 5 stages of grief over that plot twist, that shit didn't even feel real to me until one or two days after its release.
One thing you gotta know about me is that before i became the Ayame person™ Kokoro was my absolute favorite character of the another series, and if you know me for even just a little while then you know how insanely attached i am to her despite being a minor character who dies 1/3 of the way through the game.
Like, y'all don't understand, i was so happy when i saw that one Cg of her and Mikado in my timeline, so genuinely ecstatic to see more of her after i thought her character done with since the events of Ch2. Can you magine how i felt after watching the character i adored so so much turn out to be a vile human being? I was genuinely so distraught man, i spent a good while being one of those people that ignored everything about the characters irl selves because that twist hurt me so damn much, but even then i was never able to look at that character the same way again, even now she just makes me feel bad.
And it's s not that i think Kokoro is the worst person to have ever existed, i like antagonist/villain characters who've done much worse than her, hell, I don't even think her character was absolutely ruined or anything. When i think about Mitsume nowadays i genuinely find her an interesting case of a good person with big plans who lacked a proper support system or even friends which led her down a path where she became cold and cruel without a semblance of care for her own family so long as she could work on her project, and seeing the difference between the Kokoro we see as a teen and her adult self just makes all of this even more heartbreaking. I still like her, is just that having my perception of this character be completely shattered when Ch0 came out permanently affected how i view her and as much as i still enjoy her character even now I can't help but simultaneously hate her for how she made me feel ❤️
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hey, what do you think emma's doing after getting out of the caboose? (emma mtv scream not emma crabmoney)
she first becomes aware that someone is following her in a car that's mostly crowded marketplace. she thinks it's simple paranoia at first, but she keeps seeing a flash of someone ducking out of sight whenever she turns around. it's only when she leaves for the next car and hears the door creak open again behind her that emma knows for sure.
she sprints full-tilt across the bridge. a second set of footsteps follows in her wake; emma knows better than to turn and see who they belong to. any hesitation means being overtaken, means being stabbed or throttled or shoved over the railing. she flings the next car's door open, slams it shut as soon as she's through, and starts searching for something to block it with.
nothing. there's nothing in easy reach except some flimsy chairs, a small desk with a phone, a couple of plants that look fake. a single room television set, set up for interviews or something, complete with cheap curtain backdrop. there's a camera rig pointed at the whole thing, but it doesn't look easily moveable, and there's no one manning it. emma still jams one of the chairs up against the door so she can say she tried - despite this, the handle turns, catches, turns again with enough force to send the door slamming open.
emma screams. her hand goes straight to the handle of the knife she's attached to her belt, the knife audrey handed her. she wrestles it halfway out of its makeshift sheath before she actually catches sight of the hooded figure in the doorway, masked head tilted to one side like a muzzled dog considering some smaller, more pathetic animal.
"you were gonna stab me?" jason asks. his eyes are so green in the shadow of his hood that they're almost glowing. maybe they are; it's hard to tell. "wow."
"you were stalking me," emma says. she takes a step backwards, then another, putting nearly the full length of the tiny room between herself and him.
jason watches her do this, and doesn't move a muscle. "i was checking up on you."
"that's what you call this?"
"i wasn't trying to freak you out." he sounds so troubled that it throws her for a loop. "i called your name back there. you thought i was chasing you to - what, to kill you?"
emma doesn't answer, which she's aware is an answer in its own right. she hasn't put her knife away yet, which is probably also an answer.
"okay," jason says. "so i see you're doing pretty normal."
"i was doing better before you got here," she snaps.
"wow, lone wolfing it. never seen that before." his voice is deeply sarcastic. maybe too deeply. maybe masking how taken aback he was before, how startled he sounded to have scared her.
"you don't know me," emma shoots back at him. sure, she helped him out when he was fighting those kids attacking a denizen. any decent person would. but now, in this abandoned studio, he's just a boy with a gun and a scary mask. and she knows where that goes.
jason stares at her for a long time, silently. he doesn't blink. does he ever blink? emma can't remember seeing him do it, but it's not exactly something she's been paying attention to until now.
"i know you threw yourself in a pod to try and save me," he says, finally. "i figured i owed you a check-in, at least. after all that shit went down in the caboose."
emma sheathes her knife, lets go of the handle, and says, "well, you checked in. and i'm fine. so."
"great," jason says, "can i give you some advice?"
"i'd rather you didn't."
"i'm gonna say it anyway. you won't get very far in this place if you're pissed off, alone, and jumping at shadows.''
"terrific. thanks. great advice." she rolls her eyes. "let me guess, you want me to join up with your little crew."
simon said basically the same thing, when they fled the caboose together. emma traveled with him for a few cars, but couldn't stand being near him for much longer than that; the way he treats denizens as something less than human grates on her in an uncomfortable way she'd rather not think about. so does the way he doesn't take blame for anything.
"no," jason says. "just offering my opinion. also, learn to actually fight with a knife. it's really obvious you haven't."
he turns to leave out the door he came in from. emma watches him go, arms crossed over her chest, while rain pounds on the roof of the ramshackle tv station. what does he know, anyway?
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I agonized over which to pick because I just want to ask about all your fics in progress!! I narrowed it down to two and that's just going to have to be ok
the world is staged and the script is set (you cannot change the ending)
Jukeboxes and Maple Syrup
its very funny you pick those two because those like. two of the only three on that list that ISNT lord huron related lmao. those are both hatchetfield fics ive started in secret. regardless those are the main ones im working on right now SO
the world is staged and the script is set (you cannot change the ending) is a fic based on the ending of TGWDLM where like. you know how in the credits where Emma starts begging the audience for help? and like. you know how in TTO how the audience is also referred to by Bliklotep's title? soooo the fic is the ending but i throw him in the mix and ramp the already existing horror of "begging for help and being ignored a cheering crowd" by going "realizing said crowd has been treating your suffering and death as a source of amusement right before you die". only fun times in hatchetfield
"She stumbles to the edge of the stage. The stitches in her leg have come undone and there’s blood seeping through the bandage. That is real. Emma is real, and she needs to help right now."
Jukeboxes and Maple Syrup is a fic that takes place directly after the end of Yellow Jacket that focuses on Daniel and Sophia like. right after the ending. we dont really see them after the Otho fight and we still have no clue is Sophia is even ALIVE and also i miss them dearly. the fic mostly focuses on Daniel trying not to have a panic attack in Miss Retros because one friend is missing after almost dying and the other is in the hospital after also almost maybe dying and he doesn't really know what to do. Not a whole lot of plot it's mostly him trying to deal with that whole. mess. luckily he's got Miss Holloway and Duke to make things a bit easier (responsible adults? in MY hatchetfield? its honestly only these two but its better than nothing)
"He feels so stupid. Sophia is in the hospital and she might never wake up. Hannah is missing and could be kidnapped or dead or worse. And he’s just sitting here in a cozy diner with pancakes and orange juice, and Hannah’s Jacket but not Hannah and not Sophia."
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