#devon scout

[fearoftheminotaur]

Thoughts on Ricken Hale

I've seen some meta to the effect that Ricken is being set up as a sort of foil to Kier Egan. Kier's family is trying to turn him into a patriarchal god through the worship of his Lumon manual, a mix of religious commands for submission and advice for feeling contented at work, while Ricken has a league of sycophants ready to hear out his vanity projects and discuss his book at a moment's notice.

But what I've been thinking about is what Devon sees in Ricken, as well as what makes his book not just compelling to the Innies, but deprogramming. And of course, it's the fact that what Ricken lacks in humility, or accuracy, he makes up for in his ability to explain basic things about the world to someone who has no experience of it.

He also does seem to have his heart in the right place at times. He does care about Mark and wants to reconcile with him, he is scared of becoming like his own father, and even in his public reading he tries to put his focus on Eleanor, even when his "friends" are unwilling to engage with her existence.

To Mark and Dylan, reading Ricken's basic anti-establishment, vaguely pro-labor rhetoric is like a crash course in every human sentiment that led to this book existing. Believe in yourself, your job isn't everything, sometimes the world around you is unfair and wrong. These are huge to what are essentially, sheltered children living in a strict orphanage. The absent idealized patriarch of Kier, versus the flawed, compassionate, teacher in Ricken.

So maybe Devon chose Ricken because, for better or worse, and right or wrong, he seemed like he would make a good dad.

[pelorsdyke]

DEVON SPOTTED IN PROMO PICS

[trashcapableofsentience]

'what in the fuckity fuck...?'

*looks down at kid* sorry

DEVON YOU ARE ICONIC

[asklesbianonceler]

Lmao

[that-one-egomaniac]

Just some Severed kiddos —-✂️

[gothicseverance]

[thingsaday]

Watering the teeny community garden that is the Severance fandom with this short little 1-shot 😭🤧 [desc under the cut]

Ever since the court order requiring that Lumon employees be provided with co-neural switches - a modified version of the overtime contingency device - Mark's world had become so much larger than he’d ever imagined.

Unfortunately, with a world of new experiences comes a world of new fears.

I.e.: Mark S. experiences his first thunderstorm. It does not go well. Thankfully, Devon is there to help.

[liveactionproblematicotd]

Today's problematic ship is Mark Scout and Devon Scout-Hale from Severance

Brother/sister incest

Requested by anonymous

[cerealbishh]

honestly devon smiling while talking to innie!mark makes me soft. like it was obvious that she really was someone everyone liked and it breaks my heart. of course it was really cute when mark smiled after he said she had a nice name but idk it hits different when your family and friends loved your significant other. i would also like to add that she smiled the two times he said her name, almost like she was happy to hear him say it again? like, it seemed like he didn't want to talk about her because it hurt so much.

[wellnesscard]

my gunch

[ohellyriggs]

just losing it over here thinking about how Mark running up to his sister Devon in 1.09 shouting “She’s alive!” is obviously about him finally realizing his wife Gemma is Ms. Casey from work but given that he likely will be switched off overtime seconds later, Devon will only assume he‘a referring to her daughter Eleanor as being alive and completely miss his one chance for his innie self to tell Devon that Gemma is alive

[marshmellowtea]

that moment where devon gives mark the sandwich that’s literally her baby brother

[halogen2]

i made a playlist for my book :) its a combination of both songs that the characters would like + songs that fit the novels themes!

edit: i cant believe i forgot to put mitski on here! this has now been corrected

[merelyspecters]

This All-too-human Grief

“Well, then, what name would you like?

The PJ600 paused. She waited for him, head tilted, eyes never leaving his face. “I think my name should be Mark.”

"It suits you."

Mark smiled ever-so-slightly.

Software instability increased.

Or; when Professor Kozlov dies, her android teaching assistant becomes defective. Devon takes it upon herself to fix him.

My Detroit: Become Human Severance AU! You can read it on ao3 here!

[fanfoolishness]

Since the tiny but mighty Severance fandom is starting to stir again, here’s this one more time! I so wonder what kind of meals we’ll see in season 2.

As you all know I've been rabid for Severance the past few weeks, and I've been mulling over various theories, ideas and character arcs. But I did notice that food is a running theme on the show: food, its absence, its uses, its meaning.

Severance is a show about connections, what happens when we lose or lack them, and how we can grow by developing these connections and relationships to other. Food is often used as shorthand for community and togetherness, and Severance uses food -- or the lack of it -- to help underscore these bonds, whether broken or whole.

Mark, a grieving, alcoholic widower, is rarely shown to eat. His normal post-work routine is beer or whiskey or wine on the couch. There's no montage of him even making a lonely bachelor dinner. He typically eschews food entirely outside of his interactions with others.

When Devon tries to pull him out of his house and away from himself, knowing the anniversary of his wife's death is approaching, they find themselves in a dinnerless dinner party, a pretentious, masturbatory bit of nonsense. The participants describe food as mere fuel for higher things, and not worthy of weight in and of itself. But these are hollow people, tactless and empty. Their relationships are plastic. There is nothing real about them, and thus, nothing real about their "dinner party."

The only real relationship that is explored here is Mark and Devon's.

Which is where we see the healthiest, freshest, and most filling meal of the show, lit with golden warmth, made by Devon and given to Mark. Their relationship is real, their connections are real. Their food is real. Devon asks Mark about therapy (he's not going) and Mark drinks from a hip flask (he's ill, but doesn't feel a need to hide it from Devon). The food in this scene underlines the strength of their bond.

Mark's other attempts at meals go less well. Mrs. Selvig/Cobel nearly force feeds him cookies; he eats them out of politeness, but the batch of burned ones in her kitchen shows that the effort to connect in this way is doomed. He goes to Pip's VIP area and is accosted by Petey before his food ever arrives. Later he and Petey share a pizza, but we don't see Mark eating, and the pizza looks sad and listless. Petey is trying to form a connection with him, but Mark is unable or unwilling to reciprocate.

A relationship that Mark does truly try to cultivate is that with Alexa. However, it doesn’t go well. His first date with Alexa is entirely foodless, though he orders a second whiskey while they sit with empty plates. He ruins the date later by aggressively arguing with people downtown, his defensiveness fueled by whiskey, and heads home alone for a beer.

The best he manages to do with Alexa is to decline alcohol at his second dinner with her and enjoy some fries -- and this is their healthiest interaction, where they mutually extend the date and Alexa comes home with him. Food as connection.

Contrast ordering whiskey number 2 in an empty restaurant on their first date, with being good with only water and having at least fries in a restaurant that shows more warmth, more liveliness, other couples. It's a healthier step, and one that almost gets Mark to a better place, until he runs out on Alexa in the middle of the night.

His worst meal, and the only time we see himself having his own food in his house, is when he scours the news for information on Graner's murder, makes an ass of himself to Alexa, tears up Gemma's photo, and grieves her more than ever. This is not sustaining. This is not healthy. It's a fucking bag of potato chips and a bottle of whiskey for dinner.

In contrast, innie Mark doesn't fare much better. The food at Lumon is doled out purely as soulless rewards for work the innies must perform. The food is precisely regulated, either with tokens or with Milchick's falsely cheerful deliveries of bizarrely regimented melons and eggs. Lunches are provided and noted on the list of the senior refiner's duties, but we never see the innies get to enjoy them, if they are indeed enjoyable. Food is fuel. Food is incentive. Food is out of their control.

Even the vaunted waffle party, lauded all season, requires taking a refiner away from their team so they can eat alone, where they then put on a mask and watch other people in masks. Food as separation. Food that encourages distance rather than fostering closeness.

But slowly, the innies begin to band together. They realize their prison is cold and cruel, that they have been deprived of basic, vital, precious relationships. Helly realizes that her own escape is not enough, and she wants the others to find freedom too. Dylan realizes corporate incentives mean nothing in the face of his son’s embrace — and he insists the others deserve the same chance to experience their own lives. Mark begins to realize through Ricken’s book and their new experiences that self-worth and community are vital goals. And Irving realizes his love for Burt is beautiful, Kier be damned.

The egg bar, coveted as fuck, is actually good. So is their teamwork. Their friendship. Their connections, finally recognized by all of them as more important than punishment or toeing the line or making it through another day.

So they plan their rebellion, their chance to break through to the outside world, to honor their mutual struggle and their bond. Dylan gazes upon his reward, a glass cube of all of them united; and Irving, excited, determined, triumphant, says:

“Let’s find out what’s for dinner.”

[gothicseverance]