#M; The Dreamer

[mandysxmuses]

//So I was thinking about my Keeper boys again, and figured it had been a while since I came up with any headcanons or anything so my brain began bubbling like it does

For some reason I've been really focused on the castle lately, like, the pre-everything going completely awful era

And I was like

So basically..

For the main 4 boys originally created during Emma's time in the Void, for most of them, a lot of the trauma that ended up shaping them came later on. Jemand's bullying of Niemand intensified into cruelty, while Todd was most certainly shaken by Emma's death it was the repeat killings (and how Jemand responded to them) that really set his self-destructive path in motion, and Laut really started feeling the effects of his isolation then.

But I feel like for Jemand, moreso than the others at least, the events in the castle had the biggest impact on his overall personality. I believe I've already mentioned that trying to use his powers to make Emma happy but always feeling like he couldn't measure up left him with a nearly unshakable sense of that, and made him even more desperately materialistic when trying to make friends in the future and frightened of any perceived flaws in what he created.

And the thing is, given that Emma wanting to see her parents again and just not being able to was such an important thing to her, I feel like she would have at least tried to show the boys who they were to hopefully help them understand the concept of parents and families better.

It didn't work, but as a result I think she would have kept a picture of them or something in her room. Something to keep them in her memory and to remember they do, or did, exist. If the picture couldn't make them understand better, at least she still had something with them on it.

And because the road to hell is paved with good intentions, I think Jemand might have seen that picture, and obviously knew by now how much Emma wanted her parents back, and tried to bring them back to her himself.

... By creating them.

But because these weren't actually her parents, not only did they not look or sound the same, but they didn't know who Emma even was, so...

Y e a h.

I'm pretty sure that would have been unforgivable to Emma, and at that point if not for Niemand and Trost living there she would have outright kicked him out.

[genderkoolaid]

"There aren’t any flowers within the images I make, but the flowers are the Black transmasculine people themselves."

[soracities]

Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking in at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars...

Anton Chekhov, from “Love”

[victormalonso]

dreamer | victor m. alonso

[dreamer-garage]

BMW M8

by 25thh via instagram

[xagave]

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[captainhearteyepierce]

army dreamers - kate bush (1980) // m*a*s*h (1972-1983)

[roseillith]

Urusei Yatsura 2: Beautiful Dreamer OST (1984) artwork

[basicallyanotherwitchesthing]

Richard M. Jones - The New Psychology of Dreaming - Pelican - 1978 (cover painting by Patricia Dryden)

[jax-winchester]

Once I start to associate a song with a character the song will never be the same to me again.

[tyrsgray]

[mandysxmuses]

⏰ lasts memory of Emma maybe?

What Laut was seeing was a sight quite ordinary to him by now. Jemand taking the lead, Emma walking just behind him with an expression he couldn't quite read from the distance but could still tell wasn't good just by the way her feet were dragging in the grass. Niemand was walking furthest behind next to Trost, and clinging to his arm while every once in a while advising them on which way was probably best to go next.

But it just kept crossing his mind that it had been over a month now since he'd seen any of them, and was beginning to feel terribly lonely.

"Emma, Jemand, Trost and Niemand have entered--" Laut spoke up, letting his voice go over the intercom -- and then stopping with an awkward clearing of his throat when he saw the girl's head lift to the sky, and now was easy to see glaring into it. Clearly, she didn't want to be announced.

He did find it terribly uncomfortable, though. She'd literally made him for just that.

"Um-- so sorry, Emma. ... I hope it's not a bother, but it's been ... 36 days since your last visit? If you wouldn't mind stopping by and you find the time, I'd be happy to see you again. All of you, really."

Now they all were looking up to the sky -- Jemand looked annoyed; Emma's gaze was empty and dismissive. Trost was giving him a pitiful smile as if to silently apologize, and Niemand was visibly worried, but only raised his shoulders in a shrug.

What any of them said at this point didn't really matter -- what Emma said always seemed to go, so he waited in dread for her answer.

"... Jemand really has to have a concert, I guess," She replied, her voice icy. "So we're doing that today. I'll come see you after that."

The suggestion she'd come see him did stir up some hope and excitement. Sure, she'd made it before, and completely failed to follow up on it before -- but based on all the arguments he'd overheard recently, the child was going through a really difficult time.

"Yes, of course," He said anxiously, and was quite able to tell that despite said difficult time, it wasn't just him she was affecting. He could see Jemand's eyes harden at her remark, and saw him pull back his hair with an agitated huff, too. "I'm sure you'll play wonderfully, Jemand."

"I always do," He replied -- not so much as a brag, but as something he saw as a problem, his tone bitter.

And when the concert happened, and Jemand played through every song expertly, Laut got to watch from above as Emma watched entirely unimpressed, stone-faced as the marble walls around him. She was the only one not to clap for any song, cheer for any brilliant crescendo. Jemand went home crying that day, yet insisting nothing was wrong, and at that point Laut would have felt awful bringing up that he hadn't been seen that day.

The sun set and the day ended with everyone unhappy.

[thewomanwithmissingfingers]

[soracities]

Theodore Roethke, from "The Abyss", The Collected Poems of Theodore Roethke [ID'd]

[victormalonso]

[ ENSOÑACIONES \ CREPUSCULAR DREAMERS ] ph. by víctor m. alonso

[dreamer-garage]

BMW M3

by skyvilaylack via Instagram