look I may in fact be the only person thinking about this but you cannot tell me that 100dmv! Legs (specifically post-Haunted Winter) and v!Apo wouldn’t have FASCINATING interactions
because like. Legs knew Apo the least out of all the hw crew and he was the least favorite of possessed Apo
But also…
these two are so similar
like, oh, there’s something/someone evil trying to manipulate you and the people you care about?
oh, you feel responsible for a group of people who are reckless and impulsive and constantly in danger?
oh, you struggle to communicate with others and are rejected for it?
oh, you give literally everything you have, even to the point of dying, to these people and it still isn’t enough for them?
oh, after giving away all of yourself, they still expect you to roll over and die?
oh, you’re blamed and vilified despite being the victim of your situation?
oh, you’re haunted by the trauma you’ve been through and people expect you to believe that the hell you’ve experienced is good actually?
yeah. there’s probably more but I can’t think of them right now.
TLDR: please. someone fic this and do it multiple times. ill add it to my list also
This is a haunted winter bloodletting au idea (because c!Owen and c!Legundo must be together in every universe and because I like torturing Legs) that I somehow managed to actually write something down for. So context this is instead of Avid, Marm, Viking, Drift, and Apo being dropped in the winter with Legundo its just v!Owen.
So heres tiny my writing drabble(not sure that's the right word). But just keep in mind I'm not a writer I generally only do art.
So without further ado here it is:
Owen sees Louis' face for the last time his gaze watching as Owen sinks to hell.
Owen wakes up in a forest. It's unlike Oakhearsts woods, covered in snow. And Owen feels different he feels cold but not the cold from deep within his own body. But instead the freezeing bite of winter. He shivers.
Owen wonders though this cold hell. Taking in every tree seeing if he recognize the type. He continues to walk untill he can no longer. He eventually lays in the snow and stares at the skyhe wonders if Louis is still watching, it's the last thing he sees before he dies.
Owen wakes up in a cold forest
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Legs has been here before. He ignores this in favor of quickly gathering supplies. Muttering to himself what he's needs when he hear's it. Soft consistent crunches of snow almost non existent. Legundo pauses and grips his axe tightly. Hes quick to look around to spot the danger.
(Skip to him finding Owen).
There's a human...?
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Legundo has to stop and stare at who looks to be a ghost of a person. They have odd colored hair of white and brown almost like stripes with very stretched curls. Clothes of red and a very out dated fashion(or at least what he thinks to be).
They're just walking slowly not sporadically like a zombie but instead just moving forward. Despite visibly shaking or are they shivering? They just keep walking.
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(Skip again to Owen noticing him)
Owen has to laugh because of course Legundo is a part of this hellscape.
(Skip)
"Hello soldier"
Owen kills Legundo but it doesn't actually kill him. The soldier just lays their pleading for Owen to revive(?) him, to talk.
(Skip again to when Legundo convinces Owen to not murder him again)
Now that Owen has a chance to really look at him he can tell this isn't his Legundo. The man has a similar build and height to the doctor but his face, his face is all wrong there's no giant scar across most of it but rather scars are sporadically sprinkled around it. His wrinkles are in all the wrong places. His eyes are somehow darker, almost lifeless. And somehow singlehandedly looking older and younger than his doctor. The man holds himself with more tightness like he's always ready for a fight.
