I think the big difference between Part 1 and part 2 in terms of villain plots is that while Makima as twisted and abusive as she was; had a deeper understanding of Denji's desires and motivations (hence how she was able to manipulate him) Barem's scheme to me seems like they don't understand Denji
LIKE
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Makima carefully fed her dog so that he followed her orders and grew dependant on her.Because ultimately she and CSM shared a feeling of desire to form connection and she exploited that trait. SHE gave him what he wanted and then took it from him. She knew that if she wanted any of her plans to work; mindlessly angering chainsawman to the point of no return would do her no good on the long run.
Meanwhile Part 2 feels as if Barem and Fami are just poking at an abused and lonely dog with a stick to provoke him; without knowing what the actual consequences and response from the dog may be.
They want to bring out Chainsawman without knowing what that currently means. And so they do the only thing they know, take everything that's precious to him.
But while Makima carefully planned her actions by making it so that at his lowest, Denji would go to her; Fami and Barem don't have that strategy.
And an abused dog who is constantly provoked becomes unpredictable.
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please share the alcina angst, i'm curious to know what actually made you upset when it comes to your angsty writing. like. is it going to make me bawl my eyes out? am i going to be thinking about it all day? am i going to have to close tumblr in the middle of it? much to think about O-o
PFFT, okay, what makes me upset may not make you all upset (yet), but i will try my best to share my thoughts
to make it easier, i wrote a little bit of the excerpt rather than just sharing my notes, because sometimes i don't make sense when i'm just writing my thoughts down
(also, for extra spicy hurt, i suggest listening to Romantic Homicide by d4vd either before or during to get a better understanding of the inspiration for it and the hurt i felt :'))
Alcina slams her hand against the door, keeping you trapped in her room. You refuse to look at her, instead focusing on some spot on the floor while your heartbeat spikes.
"You have nothing to say in your defense?" she snaps. "Nothing on your strange behavior, nothing on your absences?"
You clench your jaw and take a step away from her, shaking your head as you back into a table. "Please, I-I just-"
"What did you ask me, all that time ago? To tell you if something was bothering me, to communicate what I was feeling?" She moves, but you don't dare look up at her to see what she's doing. She leaves your vision, though, and you think you hear her near the fireplace. "Am I not worthy of the same request?"
Your breath shudders as you release it. "I'm scared," you admit. "And I don't know how much longer I can keep doing this." Your words leave your tongue before you can stop them, but you don't think you'll regret finally admitting everything you've been hiding from her. "E-Every time I come back, every time I see you again...
"It feels like you're drifting further and further from me, and I don't know how to stop it. When I come back and see you again, you're fine for a few days, but... I see it. You don't care. I try to act like I'm fine for your sake, like everything's okay, but-"
"What are you talking about?" You glance at her, immediately regretting doing so. There is nothing in her golden gaze. "I treat you the same-"
"You don't." Your voice cracks as you say the words, and you gather your composure for a moment while the words hang between you. "After everything I've done for you, everything I've gone through-"
"Honestly-"
"You don't even believe me." Your shoulders sag as you watch her, as you feel tears prick your eyes. "Would you believe Miranda has forced me to kill you more times than I can count?"
She sighs and rubs the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger. "What delusions are you on about now?"
She will never believe you.
It's fitting, isn't it? That you know the truth about everything Miranda has done and continues to do, and yet... You're the only one that can know.
You take in a shaky breath. "I love you more and more each time I come back, but it's becoming rather clear that the more I love you, the less you return those feelings."
Alcina scoffs and glares at you, as if she can't believe you would ever say a word against her. "You're being childish. Have you been spending too much of your free time with Daniela, losing yourself in those fantasies?"
You almost feel your heart shatter at her words.
You don't know what you were expecting from her, and you're not sure where to go from here.
You could always go back again, but the thought that she said those things without even a single crack in her voice...
She doesn't care, does she?
Or perhaps she just doesn't believe you'd gone through something like that, even if you know you have.
Because... it was all real, wasn't it? You remember going through each fucking nightmare-
Maybe that's all it was. Just a nightmare, something to warn you into not fucking things up.
What a grand job you're doing.
Alcina takes a deep breath and rests her hand on the back of her chair, looking away from you. Her large hat covers most of her features, and you find yourself turning to the door, ready to leave and cool down- "Perhaps it... would have been for the best, if you'd been handed to Mother Miranda."
You freeze at that, every one of your limbs tensing as her words register in your brain.
It's...
She's-
With tears in your eyes, you turn your head to look at her over your shoulder. Everything you've gone through for her, and she just- You feel so numb. "Enlighten me, then, Alcina," you say through gritted teeth. Tears leak down your cheeks as she lifts her head, seemingly unbothered by your own feelings on the matter. "Why am I still here?"
She stiffens a little at that, but she doesn't say anything else. She simply looks away from you, and you take that as her answer.
You leave her room angrily, ignoring her daughters' calls for you as you exit the castle and traverse the snowy land, uncaring of the snow falling or the chill that's settled in your bones.
You'll go back, eventually. For the time being, though, you remain in the village, hiding when you feel one of the girls or Alcina herself looking for you. You've done well with your ability to keep your mind hidden and with the ability to trick everyone into saying they haven't seen you.
Truthfully, maybe this is for the better.
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