happy birthday!!! is there a particular line or scene in swa that you really like that you haven't had a chance to talk about before?
GRGRGR. thank yew but hhhfhfhfhfhf ok well theres like 50 billion scenes like that
umm first i rlly like this scene from "not with a bang more like a splat" because i think its just hilarious
second. this fucking. scene. from "can there stop being consequences or something":
"Eda’s figure is a shadow, soft light spilling out from the hall. Pale hair and amber eyes, the fuzziness melds into a different image, that, for a moment, becomes startlingly clear.
Don’t go, they just manage to think, black crowding their vision. Don’t…
Darkness falls over the scene as his eyes finally snap shut." its my own fic but it makes me feel fucking insane and so upset. sprinkling in stuff abt the collectors past/family is probably one of my fave things to write in swa, especially how he tries very hard to not think abt it all and act like he doesnt care about what happened but in this moment theyre sick and delirious, mental walls usually standing tall now broken down, and the only thing they can think of is their longing for someone dead. his desperation for them to not leave. reaching out with a hand, as if he could pull them back to him again--but theyre already gone "They get a spray bottle to deal with the table. As they scrub, Eda…
…starts humming.
He pauses.
They turn to look at her.
In morning’s light, her silver hair shines, short and jagged. A voice not made for singing.
The image is very different.
He blinks. They shake their head."
the collector is subconsciously trying to find familiarity in eda. the bad, the good, all of it. he cant help but keep comparing her to people he used to know, hows shes different, how sometimes she feels or looks similar these 2 scenes juxtapose the way eda ignites a very nostalgic feeling in him while also being so, so, so different. they dont really know how to process that--on top of being unwilling to process his grief or trauma in general. the collector doesnt realize this, but he has a lot of expectations of the kind of eda person is, and keeps finding himself confused or even... disappointed, that she isnt that person theres just always something missing THIRD........ i am going to take this as an excuse 2 talk abt several things that can be tangentially construed as related to ur question but whatever. my birthday was an hour ago i can do what i want the collector has a habit of picking up sticks chap 14: They pick up a stick and point it. “Probably not, it’s hard forcing yourself to wake up. Guess we gotta take the long way out.” chap 23: “Hmm.” The Collector leans down to pick up a stray stick. With that, they turn around and walk into the bushes. chap 25: The Collector moves steadily, like he knows exactly where to go. He almost feels like they do.
Until they stop suddenly to pick up a stick from the ground.
“A stick,” he says.
“A stick!” They raise it in the air. “Hmm.” He taps it into his hand. “Yeah, this is a good one.” chap 29: They set down the skull. He grabs his stick and walks farther out. As soon as they draw a circle around their feet, she understands what they’re doing. - i also make the collector exclaim with a "wah!" sound a lot... its meant 2 be a cute parallel to kings "weh!" . and also projection, because i say wah a lot - the collector has a tendency 2 tug his hair when distressed chap 16: “I can’t help if you don’t tell me what’s wrong,” she says gently. “Please?”
He groans, tugs at his hair, then sighs. “You can’t tell Eda,” they say.
chap 22: He stares at it, burning behind his eyes. They want to scream, they want to scream, they want to scream. It builds in his throat, choked off as he only manages a wheeze. They duck their head into their knees, grabbing their hair and squeezing their eyes shut. chap 23: “But that doesn’t make sense!” they burst, then flinch at their own volume. “I don’t—I don’t understand why you… why everyone… you don’t make any sense.” He grips his hair, eyes shut. They broke her rules, they hurt her arm, they keep doing things like this, why won’t she just be mad?
chap 24: He takes a turn of reluctance. They sluggishly raise a hand, twisting their hair in it. “The other… the other Collector’s weren’t good people. And I don’t like them. So… so I don’t miss them,” he mutters. chap 26: Panting, they curl into themself, gripping their head to pull on their hair until it hurts. chap 27: They have their face pressed into their knees, hand gripping their hair. He seems to hear her, stiffening as she approaches. AUTISTIC UNINTENTIONAL SELF-HARM!!!! my child with every problem ok done rambling now thanks for ur time :salute:
