#subspace t4t (toxic 4 toxic)

[howlingmod]

don't wanna write a huge thing for it (yet, at least) but thinking about some of the phighters with an s/o that's a watcher

Medkit who brushes off the feeling of being watched so often he barely thinks about it being anyone other than the true eye, who dismisses the glowing, oddly-shaped eyes as a trick on his. Medkit who can't help but slowly get more and more on edge because, while Broker and Scythe play tricks and keep an eye on him, it's never been this bad before. Medkit can't ignore it any longer when he makes eye contact with the bright, burning holes of a pumpkin, who can only stare back until they disappear back into the crowd, who can only stare up at the ceiling in the first breath of fresh air he's had in weeks, thinking about his encounter. Medkit who finds himself looking for those eyes from that day on, more out of returned curiosity than anything.

Vine Staff who tends to them, tying bows onto their antlers and examining their rind for cuts or bruises, all the while talking about her day or any phights she's participated in recently. Vine Staff who shares her passion for gardening with them, pushing potted plants into their hands as she works without paying attention to how their hands brush. Vine Staff who leans on them to steal that coldness that runs through them after a long day, listening to the muffled crackling somewhere in their chest, who laughs whenever they recount some argument her and Shuriken got into ages ago.

Subspace that sees their gaze as some sign of approval. While he hardly needs the Swords to approve of his work, he's more than prideful about being admired. For a watcher to take any note of him, he has to be important in some way, surely. So, he entertains them, standing perfectly out of the way of his work so they can see every detail, record every meticulously thought out decision he makes for future generations to gawk at, leaving his name in the history books as it should be. Sometimes he lashes out, calling them out on their perceived judgement of him, other times he calls out to them for approval, for proof of his excellency. Either way, they've tangled themselves into his life in a particularly persistent way, one of the few other beings he pays any mind to. They should be honored, just as he is to have such a grateful audience.

many possibilities .. much to think about