#this happened with Martyn too

[lyraofthestarsss]

Let’s do a little poll. I wanna hear all of your theories and deranged little thoughts

[tsukana]

NO SHOT LETS GO!!!!!

Saturday November 18. Set your alarms.

[enderwoah]

watching martyn's lore stream yesterday was so funny bc grian is literally never beating the Watcher allegations. martyn said that he was DMing him to betray scott and get a move on because it was all taking too long. after it was all over he DMed martyn saying that that was the best decision to make there. if you watch from scott's pov, you can hear him say "finallyy" after impulse dies and martyn is going on his little rant. like he doesn't ever do it on purpose but it's actually so funny this is why he was chosen to be a watcher isn't it My God

[thecoolerliauditore]

Im so happy someone else notice Scott is the one actually obsessed with Pearl rather than the other way around. I thought I crazy or smth because I never seen anyone else acknowledge it.

Scott must have some kind of power, because anytime he says anything about another person character (or even his character) that is just who they are now in the viewers eyes and hell even sometimes the other ccs do it too *cough* DL!pearl *cough*!!

RE: THAT SECOND PART this is regarding flower husbands and more the jimmy side of things but the basis of it is very applicable to pearl too. One of the most trafficblr posts of all time to me truly.

But yes if I get really bad someday I might try to break down the different schools of MCYT interpretation because i think it goes alot deeper than just a scale of haha silly friends playing video game to grians 13 reasons why. I touched on word of god vs unreliable narrator a little in my big toxic fh meta post but I think it has a lot to do with that (Martyn - I'm guessing he's who you're referring to with that last bit - gets this treatment too where he'll say stuff about Ren and people will take that as Canon Informations About Ren and not what Martyns view on Ren is etc)

[ao2fics]

[raticalshoez]

i'm having hyperfixation drought so i did what i did best and created a crossover episode

[typenonsense]

had a dream that in session three skizz lost two of his lives straight off the bat and was so disappointed in himself he was completely silent throughout both deaths

[smoozie]

Grian and Martyn's dynamic to me is the main character vs the guy who should be the main character

[10piecechickenmcnugget]

these are messy as fuck but i needed to get this au idea out before i pass out

[life-winners-liveblog]

Watching Third Life-session 4

Part 2

Martyn: Those defenses are doing nothing people keep sneaking in.

Pearl: Yeah, I really really hate to agree with Martyn but they don't exactly seem...effective.

Grian: I know, you don't need to remind me!

Scott: ...so...anyway...why are other me and Jimmy always together? I know they are allies but still-

Grian: Oh, yeah... my Scott and Jimmy got married at one point, didn't I tell you?

Scott: .... sorry, They WHAT?!?

Pearl: I am very confused I tought Jimmy and Tango.... you know what, it doesn't matter, It's probably a different game thing.

Martyn: That's hilarious.

Next

First

[phosphorus-noodles]

i think... au oli's mom would be a bird lady. like a crane or something. and his father would be a shapeshifter bc royal lineage powers but he's Also he'd be a big panda man y'know. like father like son. his dad met a pretty bird lady in the village and fell in love with her so he made her his queen and they're in love. can anyone hear me

[doyouknowthemossinman]

tanguish: gods, i'm worthless. i can't do anything myself. everyone is leaving me and it's my fault

martyn, taking a very deep breath: what did i JUST fucking say

[jayflying]

And why is Martyn... Like That? (No Stranger Curses AU

[Part 1] [Part 2] (Part 3: "Timeless")

(cw: Martyn goes a bit homicidally insane)

He awakens somewhere he has only known in dreams and nightmares, a twilight infinite nothingness, devoid of any sensation except firm ground beneath his back. Martyn seriously wonders for a moment whether or not he is dead. Well, more dead than intended. Carried to wherever Death takes those with no more second chances.

He doesn't even manage to sit up fully before he finds he's not alone. Before he can understand it, he's dragged face-first into a hug. The hold is lopsided, crushing, desperate, and the physical contact is too much, too fast… but it feels familiar. Soft. Warm. It smells familiar, too. Like wood-smoke and pepper and fur. Like safety. Like Ren.

It's Ren.

Martyn forgets to breathe. His face burns, his lungs burn— and his thoughts are whirling, whirling, whirling.

This can't be real. This can't be anything but real. He doesn't know where he is. He is exactly where he needs to be. He loves this. He dreads this. He wants to run. He never wants to let go. He is so grateful. He wants to curse the universe for its sick sense of humor. He wants to cry tears of joy. He wants to break down entirely.

Then he remembers where he was thirty seconds ago, and the guilt stings like acid. (Cleo…) Logically, he knows it wasn't real, but… that doesn't make the tangled knot of feelings in his chest any less so. Grief and longing and bitterness and anger, and all for an illusion.

It's too much. He can't even begin to process it all. So instead he takes a breath, untangles his fingers from the fabric of Ren's shirt, and presses it all down deep into his soul, somewhere he can pretend to ignore. When they finally speak, he lets Ren ask all the questions. Really, he lets Ren answer all the questions. All he does is listen, as Ren explains Grian's reckless plan to escape the games for good.

When gods take to the battlefield, Martyn is made painfully aware of just how fragile mortals like himself can be. He cannot hope to persuade, he cannot hope to deceive, and he certainly cannot hope to fight on anything close to fair footing, not against something so much bigger than himself. But, as his once-lost memories remind him, he's a veteran of battles worse than this. He'll be damned if he doesn't try.

Somehow he makes it through. Not all of them do. And yet, here he is, standing victorious before the one who put them through all of this. Flanked by gods and legends alike, and barely comprehending any of it. And he's… not really sure what he's looking for. He just needs to look them in the eyes. He just needs to…

(What. To see? To know? Seek some kind of closure? What an idiot.)

The movement is almost too fast for him to follow. The fallen god – the monster – lunging at whoever it can seize, in a last-ditch display of wrath, of spite, of violence. Martyn can hear something in his wrist (or maybe Impulse's? It's too sudden to tell–) crack in its grip, and in a surge of static, his vision goes white. Reality fades.

24:00:00

…no. No. Not again. This can't be what he thinks this is.

23:59:56

No, no, no, they were supposed to be free. He was supposed to be free. He escaped! He can't do this again, not another one, not—!

23:59:45

NO. No, he's not going to do this again they can't MAKE him none of this is REAL and it's TOO MUCH and he's SICK OF IT LET HIM OUT—

23:51:36

let him out let him out let him out let him out he wants out he'd do anything please let him out what did he do wrong it hurts here he can't stand it is there something he did wrong if he apologized would that be enough if he begged would that be enough please please please let him out he wants out needs out needs quiet it's too loud here it hurts he hurts he's sorry for whatever he did please he just NEEDS OUT

23:34:19

Tick. Tick. Tick.

He's not sorry anymore. He's just angry.

The damn wristwatch thing wouldn't shut up so he smashed it with a rock. That didn't shut it up either. It didn't have a buckle or a latch or any way to take it off, so he just chewed through the wristband.

It's at the bottom of the ocean now.

He can still hear it.

He would try to smash it again but he can't. Impulse came and tried to talk to him earlier so he threw the rock at him. Nearly knocked him out. Now he won't give it back until they agree to sit down and talk.

Suppose he could always look for another rock.

21:58:34

The sound is making him want to kill something. And you know what? Maybe he will. What's even stopping him, anyway? None of this is real. None of this matters. Except for Impulse. Maybe. He doesn't really care. If he's real, Impulse should know to stay out of his way.

Maybe it doesn't matter if he breaks. Maybe it doesn't matter if he can't tell illusion from deception from delusion from lie. He can feel everything he's ever buried beneath a smile come crawling back with vengeance, all that grief and fear and doubt, reborn as blinding rage. There's blood on his hands, and he can't remember how it got there. He can't remember whose it is. He doesn't care. He just wants out. Maybe he'll just start breaking things until he breaks a way out of here.

(Please. He can't stand the noise. He hates it. Let him out.)

??:??:??

The world is his alone now. Only ghosts remain as his most fervent allies. They linger in ash and iron on the sea breeze. His hands are slick with gore, his hair and clothes are soaked with saltwater and blood. He feels trapped. He feels free. He feels like a feral animal, scratching at the border walls until his nails dig bloody streaks into the haze of magic. He feels good. He won.

He understands now. Nothing is real. Nothing was ever real. Except time. That incessant tick, tick, tick. Time is real. Time matters. He wants it. Will fight and tear and bite for it. He needs it. Needs to have it. Needs to taste it. He can feel it ticking down, draining away, now that there's no one left to take it from.

Tick, tick, tick, tick— stop.

No noise. No ticking. No heartbeat. No time.

He collapses into a place he has only known in dreams and nightmares, a twilight infinite nothingness.

[riacte]

with every passing stream i feel it is more and more likely we could get ren+cleo teamup next life series and i look forward to their sweet inappropriate pda kissing nonsense but at the same time. ohh marty

[kristsune]

So, while watching @askmartyn play Slay the Princess on stream, I heard this chant, and just had to attempt to make something with it. My first time trying anything quite like this, but I had fun putting it together.

[poppyseed799]

btw I don’t know if this is a thing anyone is thinking about but I’m not gonna stop drawing Jimmy as a canary. It’s a lovely bird. It’s still something that’s been really important to his series. There’s no reason to drop the canary headcanon just cuz Lizzie fell into the void.