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⁉️ one more for pho bc im trash
Pho is constantly plagued by a profound feeling of boredom that mostly drowns out his other feelings... which is largely why he torments other people - he thinks it's entertaining to watch them squirm. At least until it's not interesting anymore... and it's hard to tell how long a specific person will be entertaining.
⁉️ PHOBOS AGAIN!!!!!!1
Pho likes watching other people react to things but he does not like to be the one doing the reacting. Which usually works for him, it's hard to genuinely scare him. But because of that, he doesn't actually know how to handle it when things DO get under his skin. He'd probably try to kill whoever/whatever managed to scare him - and if there were any witnesses, them too. : /
(Anger is easier to handle for him, but it's also hard to genuinely anger him, too)
⁉️ PHOBOS
Pho... knows when he's being uh. A Shit Person. he simply has no shame ahaha. It's not even that he thinks he's in the right, or that he should be right, it's just that whatever he's up to is the most interesting thing for him to be doing. That said, he will lie about it and act like he really believes he's doing the right thing.
for fun been thinkin about love languages for ocs - this is just Dei, Pas, Pho, Karcha, and Adessi bc i got too many dang trolls
Dei’s primary love language is Quality Time- he’s not the best at expressing his feelings verbally, but when he really really likes someone he generally shows it by spending time Just With Them, or trying to arrange things for him and the other person to do together, even if they aren’t alone. His secondary is Acts of Service, meaning he prefers to show affection through doing things for the people he likes. Basically, making himself useful to the people he likes. He understands these two best when coming from other people, and gets a bit worried he’s not liked as much if his brand of affection isn’t returned the same way. Of the ones he’s not good at doing he understands Physical Touch best, then Gifts, and is really bad at Affirmations hahaa. Despite showing affection through favors, he has a really hard time asking people he cares about for favors in return as past experiences with Phobos have him kind of trained that asking for things Ends Badly. He’s still sort of wrestling with that and coming to the realization that it isn’t healthy and needs to sort himself out.
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Pascal prefers to show affection through Gifts and Affirmations the most. He personalizes his presents, putting a lot of thought into them. He has a tendency to go overboard with really expensive ones, though..... He’s also not shy about expressing himself verbally, and expects the same out of any partner he’s with. Physical Touch comes in third, then Quality Time, and last would be Acts of Service. He does try to work out some quality time with his loved ones but on account of his position, a lot of the time it’s just not possible. He also sees favors as something that aren’t necessary for him, and potentially insulting to his partners so he doesn’t really Get That. Unlike Dei, he’s better equipped to deal with conflicting love languages in partners though, since he’s more comfortable expressing himself.
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Phobos is hard to pin down but I think he generally goes for Quality Time and Affirmations the most. If he actually says he likes a person (or hates them) he means it and doesn’t take that sort of thing lightly, even if he does vacillate a lot between the two. Either way, actually taking the time to hang around his person(s) of affection is the best sign he cares. Next would be Physical Touch. He gets handsy in nonthreatening ways with people he likes and plans on making an effort to keep in his life ahaha. Last two are Gifts and Service. He gets gifts?? But doesn’t really understand service at all and can be kind of an asshole about it.
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Karcha primarily deals in Physical Touch and Affirmations, though they’re actually pretty dang good at all 5 ways to show affection. They’re not as great at Service but y’know. Everyone’s got their thing they aren’t super good at. Despite being pretty good at all forms, they won’t really put up with a partner that doesn’t at least show affection mostly through Physical Touch. Like, that is their main jam there ahaha.
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Adessi shows her affection mostly through Gifts and Affirmations. She also puts some weight on Quality Time, but not as much as the first two - though she’s really bad at receiving gifts she mostly just wants to give them haaha. Like Karcha she’s pretty fluent in all forms, just favors showing affection through the first two. I don’t think she’d handle someone who primarily likes to have Physical Touch though, that might be a bit too much for her.
You’re three sweeps old and exploring the forest around your hive. Thypion follows you around, ever watchful for possible threats to your safety. You feel safe and secure with your lusus there- he’d never let any harm come to you. The forest is quiet, the Hunt had passed through shortly before your arrival scared all of the animals in the area away.
A cracking stick catches your attention- up ahead there’s a figure moving between the trees, hopping down from one of the large roots. Another troll, they can’t be much older than you. You didn’t even know you had a neighbor! You wave, excited, only to get knocked over by Thypion. Your lusus does not trust this troll, which you think is silly. They’re so far away! You didn’t think about the possibility of the other troll’s lusus being hostile. You have never met someone with a hostile lusus.
The other troll spots you, though. They begin making their way toward you. The closer they get, the better you see-- they’re a blueblood, one tier higher than you. You don’t see a lusus with them, though. Did they have one? You push yourself up off of the ground and dust off the dirt and leaves sticking to your sweater.
The other troll stops a few feet away, noticing that Thypion appears to be on edge. You pat at your lusus’ leg, trying to tell him to calm down. It’s just one troll! There’s no harm.
“What’s your name?” He asks.
“Deimos.” You reply.
“I’m Phobos.” He says.
The two of you hit it off rather well. As it turns out, he lives not too far away from you. He asks you to come back out this way tomorrow, because he has to go back to his hive. You readily agree. Thypion does not object. You part ways, and return to your respective hives.
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You’re four sweeps old, and Phobos is your best friend. He comes over a lot, usually whenever he wants. You don’t object much, besides, it’s like he says, “you’re not doing anything anyway right?” It doesn’t cross your mind that he is slowly pushing your boundaries inward until it seems there are none anymore. You think this is normal. He is your best friend, after all.
It strikes you as odd that he always asks what you’re thinking and feeling, but never really tells you what he’s thinking or feeling when you ask him in return. Still, you readily give the information. It’s what best friends do, right? You think the world of him.
Phobos is three sweeps older than you, and you admire him a lot. He seems so grown up for his age, always has an answer for everything. But sometimes, sometimes he gets angry. You tell him that it scares you when he does that, and he seems to quiet down. You mistake this for thinking he is taking your feelings into consideration. He is, but not in the way you think. When Thypion isn’t looking, he gets back to it. You don’t notice the connection.
Another half sweep goes by, and you haven’t really made any other friends. “You don’t need them, do you?” Phobos reasons. You suppose he’s right, you don’t. You don’t really like other trolls anyway. You spend all of your time on your puzzles, and exploring the forest with Phobos. Thypion follows. You have yet to see Phobos’ lusus. You ask him about it once, but he changes the subject without you realizing it.
Sometimes, he convinces you to sneak out while Thypion is taking a nap. At first, you refuse. You cherish your lusus and would hate to damage your relationship. Eventually Phobos learns that you are much easier to convince when you haven’t had a lot of sleep. He comes over more often. You don’t sleep when he does. Sometimes, he sets off loud sounds when you drift off, startling you into wakefulness. Sometimes, you cry, because the sound was so loud and so close.
Phobos tells you to stop being a wriggler, it was just a joke.
You nod, yes, of course… it was just a joke. You don’t tell him that it scares you.
He eventually convinces you to leave, its been three nights since you had a real day’s rest and you’re not in full control of yourself. You’re only four and a half, after all. He tells you he has something to show you, something you’ll really like. You try to follow him through the underbrush, but it’s just so hard to walk in a straight line. He takes your hand and tells you he’ll help you, don’t worry about it. He’s there for you, after all. You smile, and thank him. It’s so nice to have a real friend.
The thing that he wants to show you is not something you enjoy.
You feel sick at the sight of it- a body, strung up on sticks and strings, scavenged off of. Green blood oozes from rotting wounds, the troll doesn’t have much of a face left and their horns are gone. Phobos seems overjoyed… You just want to throw up. You do throw up. Phobos asks how you’re feeling- what you’re thinking- what does it do to you to see this?
You tell him, all of it of course. You don’t want him to show you these things anymore. You don’t want to see what happens to the trolls in the Hunts. You feel sick, and scared, and you want to go back to your hive. He’s smiling the whole time, but you can’t see very well through the tears. He takes you back to your hive, and promises he won’t show you those things anymore. You believe him.
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You’re five sweeps to his eight, and he’s getting out of hand. He comes over more frequently and demands much more of your attention and time. You’re so tired, so tired, but he just won’t let you sleep. You tell him he needs to not come over for a while, you need to sleep.. You have to sleep. The face he makes frightens you. You’ve never really told him no before, just asked, or pleaded, but this time you did not give him the option to come over and just hang around while you nap. This time you told him you wanted him to not come over at all until you tell him he can.
You begin to regret having this discussion out in the forest. You really regret not making sure that Thypion was there. He was your friend, right? He wouldn’t do anything to you- you knew he liked to mess with the Hunt trolls (they were going to die anyway, right? That’s what he told you) but he’d always promised never to hurt you.
The promise does not appear to matter. He shoves you down, dangerously close to one of the traps he’d just been showing you. You try to push him off, but he’s too strong- he’s always been strong- stronger than he should be but he won’t tell you why that is. He says he’ll come over whenever he wants, you can’t tell him no, you’re just a tealblood and he’s higher than you, better than you, and you should be honored that he even spends time with you at all.
You’re having trouble breathing- his hand is on your neck- you kick, but it doesn’t seem to phase him at all. You scream, using up the last bit of breath you have in your lungs in a desperate attempt to attract Thypion’s attention. He has excellent hearing, after all. Phobos tells you to shut up, and hits you- really hits you. You see stars- and not the kind you like.
He’s dragging you to your feet, you can’t get your body to move like you want- you can’t make him let go of you. You gasp for air, desperate to tell him to stop this isn’t funny this isn’t something friends do--
He laughs, what do you know about friends? He’s your only friend, this is how being friends with him is. You know if you tell him he’s not your friend anymore he really will hurt you. He’s dragging you deeper into the forest, toward the place you’re certain his hive is. It dawns on you that you’ve never been to his hive. He always told you it was boring, your hive was much more interesting.
You try to pull away, hands gripping his in a desperate attempt to pry his fingers off your shirt enough to make a run for it- you’re sure you can get away if you can just run. His grip does not let up. You’re begging him at this point to stop- you don’t like this game, Phobos. You want to go hive, Phobos. You need your lusus, Phobos. It’s not safe in these woods, Phobos.
He ignores you. You decide there is no way to get free of his hand, and instead slip out of your shirt- or try to. Your horns get stuck on the collar of your shirt just long enough to delay your escape- he grabs you by a wrist and yanks. You scream again, how is it possible that his grip is so strong? He’s not much older than you- not much higher than you- he throws a punch for your gut, causing you to double over and gasp for air again.
Where is Thypion? You look around desperately for any sign that your lusus might have heard your screams, but you cannot locate him anywhere in the woods. Phobos grabs you by a horn and drags you up to your feet again. He’s so much taller than you are. He tells you not to pull anymore tricks or he might just do something more drastic. He has a sickle out now. You don’t want to know what drastic means, so you whimper in agreement.
He smiles.
The smile only fades when a loud crashing sound from behind you distracts him. Twin heads roaring with anger, Thypion finally emerges from the forest at a full on charge. He drops you immediately and makes a run for it. You crumple to the ground, all tears and shaking with fear. You never want to see him again. Thypion stops just before he reaches you, both heads leaning down to inspect you for any wounds. Aside from the bruises forming on your wrist, neck, and stomach, you are relatively unharmed. You pick up your shirt and pull it on, tearing a hole when your horns snag again. You wipe your eyes, and then climb onto Thypion’s back. You tell him you never, ever want to see Phobos again. He grunts, you think he agrees.
You never do see him again, but you never forget. It’s dangerous to let other trolls in so close. When you find another mentor, you try desperately not to get too attached, but it's hard not to be drawn in by her smiles and the way she talks. She says she’ll teach you how to fight. You need to know how, or maybe Phobos will come get you again. You don’t tell her about him- no one needs to know about him.
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You are almost six sweeps old when the next bout of insomnia causes you trouble, but you refuse to reach out. You cannot bear to be taken advantage of again- you’re terrified that someone will realize you’ll do whatever they want in this state. Thypion does his best to protect you, but he needs his sleep too.
You learn maybe you should have asked for help after you lose a foot to one of Phobos’ traps.
alchemistascendant replied to your post: “Phobos, what happens when you choose the wrong troll to try and hurt?...”:
'torture is ok if they're trespassing!' plz
Phobos “Finders keepers, yes even the living ones” Mimass
in his defense the ones in the Hunts were going to die anyway
why am i defending him............
that ask reminded me i made this for pho :3
How has Phobos been lately? Trapped anyone interesting?
over in hivestuck he's been tormenting my friend yama's boy, volkei sldgkjsdg they Got Into It after he found volkei destroying some of his snares
:') the dice mechanics gave volkei a well deserved win there ahaha since then he's just been sorta laying low (mostly bc i've been focused on other trolls whoops)
