Hello my dear! The Ice Queen/Tyrant King AU is so good and i think (?) the longest series so far. Correct me if I'm wrong.
But i love how Gil called Thena "his wife" in front of his business partners. Alone the fact that he got a ring tattoo with the pattern of Thenas lace shawl! I thought about the Tyrant King buying an engagement ring for his Ice Queen and Kingo randomly sees him doing so, asking him with a sheepish grin for whom the ring is.
You can decide if he ends up buying a ring or not. But we all know, one day, he'll propose to her.
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"Hey Big Guy--what'cha lookin' at?"
Kingo barely blinked as Gil startled, pressing a hand to his chest and then giving him the infamous 'Tyrant King' glare. But it did nothing--Kingo worked for the Ice Queen herself, after all.
"What are you doing here?" Gil drawled with a long, tired sounding sigh.
"I'm on break," Kingo shrugged, smiling blithely at Gil, who was trying to ever so subtly shift away from the display window he'd been looking into. "Boss is in a meeting, but I'm sure she'd be glad to see you for lunch after."
"Great, see ya-"
"Lookin' at rings?" Kingo asked loudly. So much so that Gil whirled around back to him and slapped his leather glove over his mouth.
Kingo knew he had no reason to fear the secretly very sweet man, but he could definitely see why enemies of the Tyrant King could piss their pants at the thought of him. Kingo wiggled his mouth free, "that's quite a grip you have, my man."
"Don't you ever shut up?" Gil growled at him, although the ruddiness in his cheeks really detracted from his scare factor.
"Come on, what's wrong with it?" Kingo shrugged, even peeking around Gil into the window for himself.
"Well," Gil rolled his eyes, folding his massive arms around himself with a frustrated huff. "It's silly, isn't?--looking at rings for the literal queen of diamonds?"
"I guess, when you put it like that."
Gil was already turning around again to leave.
"Wait, wait, wait," Kingo reached out, pulling Gilgamesh back to him and even throwing an arm around his neck. "Come on, buddy! I think it's great you're looking at rings!"
Gil glanced sideways into the display case and back at Kingo, "she probably already owns these, doesn't she?"
"Not literally," Kingo shrugged. "But we did get the product and then sell it to the mega corporation that owns this smaller shop."
"So yes," Gil rolled his eyes, his frustration only mounting. "See?!--this is hopeless, and I don't know why I mentioned anything to you! If you say a word of this to Thena-!"
"Relax, Gil."
The Tyrant King eyed the assistant carefully, but Kingo really was a great actor. Whatever he usually had on was dropped in a second, and evidently, this was the real Kingo he was seeing. It made him wonder if he had ever come face to face with the real Kingo before at all.
"I think it'd make Thena really happy if you proposed, ring or not," Kingo shrugged, his smile gentle and surprisingly warm.
Gil blushed, recalling the conversation - as brief as it was - with her about this very subject. "She seems...open to the idea."
Kingo laughed, although it didn't feel like he was being laughed at (this time). "You know how the Ice Queen is; it's so hard to get a straightforward answer out of her for some things. But trust me, her answer will be yes, if that's what you're worried about."
It was and it wasn't; Gil shifted anxiously again. "I mean, I call her my wife already. And she...she's stopped stopping me from it, at least."
"And she got a tattoo to match yours?" Kingo raised an eyebrow at him, once again finding Gilgamesh guilty as charged. "She thinks she was really sly about it, but I'm her second hand--I'm supposed to know where she is at all times! And that includes booking herself an appointment at someone's favourite shop in Koreatown."
Gil couldn't help the big, stupid grin on his face. Every time he thought about it he started smiling like a dope.
"Exactly! You're basically already married," Kingo shrugged, "it's just tying the actual knot, that's left."
Gil sighed, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "It's not just that. Even if I weren't nervous to actually ask her-"
"Which you are."
"Thanks," Gil snarled at him, but Kingo still had absolutely zero fear of him. Gil huffed. "It's...I don't know--is this really something she wants?"
"What do you mean?"
Gil frowned down at his shoes. "I mean we don't exactly live super peaceful lives, Kingo. Is it right for me to try and ask this of her when we go through what we do? In just this past year, she got poisoned and I got shot!"
"Yeah," Kingo shrugged as if it were nothing (and not significant traumas in both their lives). "But she wouldn't have you any other way."
"What?"
"Look Gil," Kingo patted his shoulder again, still in an overly friendly way for Gil's taste. "The Ice Queen knows what she's doing. She comes from a long line of people in the biz, right? So do you! She's always known the empire she would be stepping into when she took over. And that certainly didn't stop you two from goin' at it like rabbits every-"
"Kingo!"
"My point is," he persisted, gesticulating as he spoke. "Thena knows who she is, and who you are, and no one is more prepared to face the consequences of this life than she is. But she still chose to love you, didn't she?"
"After she got out of the poison ward, she was always telling you, right?--how dangerous it was for you two to actually try and 'date' like normal people?"
"Yes," Gil sighed. She had brought it up so consistently that he had really wondered if it was her way of rejecting him. And yet every time, she would still agree to whatever date idea he had, only after warning him that it was dangerous for them to gallivant around like civilians.
"But she couldn't say no, could she?" Kingo gave Gil a wink and elbowed him gently. "Because she wants to be with you, man. And that's saying a lot, because Thena doesn't like being around anyone."
Gil looked at Kingo--arguably one of Thena's closest friends, even past just being business partners. He frowned, "...she'll really say yes?"
"Fuck yes, my guy!"
How they became friends - a quiet, frosty Ice Queen and a loud and effervescent sharpshooter - was beyond Gil.
"Thena loves you, Gil. I mean, she real-deal loves you," Kingo beamed, and his smile was so charming that Gil could almost manage to forget that if Thena were to find out about this conversation, they would both be begging for their lives from her. "Like you say, you've been shot and she's been poisoned this year alone. Life's too short!--ask her to marry you!"
Gil's heart hammered in his chest. Ask Thena to marry him; he wanted to, more than anything.
"If you have to have a wedding in Korea as well, can I still be her best man?"
"What?"
Kingo had on his sly little grin again. "You must know by now that she's been brushing up on her Korean."
"Yeah," Gil blinked, even recalling bringing it up but not receiving any real answer from her. "I assumed it was for business."
Kingo wagged his finger at him (smug little bastard). "It's so she can meet your family."
"What?" Gil repeated again, his heart going absolutely nuts inside his chest.
"Well, just in case," Kingo shrugged. "She didn't wanna tell anyone, but I know it's so she can talk to them for herself if she ever meets them. And she knows that, traditionally speaking, you'll probably have to have two weddings, right?"
That was giving an awful lot of consideration to the family that was still furious with Gil over the Heiress debacle. They said he was making them look bad--when he was the one who had gotten shot over it!
"She did that...for me?"
Kingo turned away from Gil's eagerness, holding up a hand in resolute denial, "you didn't hear it from me. You already knew that she was--you could have guessed why on your own without any help from me."
Yeah, but he didn't.
"Anyway," Kingo gave him another wink and a thumbs up. "As far as I'm concerned, you've got all the green lights you need. I promise I won't say a word, but I recommend asking within the year."
Right, that definitely wasn't bad for his nerves or anything.
"And Gil?" Kingo nudged him before straightening his coat. "Engagements rings don't necessarily have to be diamond, y'know. She has enough of those already, don't you think?"
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ok I have A Lot of thoughts about the staircase confession (well really about Edwin's whole character arc, but all roads lead to rome) but for now I just wanna say that, yes, I was bracing myself for something to go terribly wrong when I first watched it, and yes, part of me was initially worried its placement might be an uncharacteristically foolish choice made in the name of Drama or Pacing or Making a Compelling Episode of Television but at the expense of narrative sense--
But I wanna say that having taken all that into account, and watched it play out, and sat with it - and honestly become rather transfixed by it - I really think it's a beautifully crafted moment and truly the only way that arc could've arrived at such a satisfying conclusion.
And if I had to pinpoint why I not only buy it but also have come to really treasure it, I'd have to put it down to the fact that it genuinely is a confession, and nothing else.
That moment is an announcement of what Edwin has come to understand about himself, but because it takes the form of a character admitting romantic feelings for such a close friend, I think it can be very easy, when writing that kind of thing, to imbue it with other elements like a plea or a request or even the start of a new relationship that, intentionally or not, would change the shape of the moment and can quickly overshadow what a huge deal the telling is all on its own. But that's not the case here. Since it is only a confession, unaccompanied by anything else, and since we see afterward how it was enough, evidently, to fix the strangeness that had grown between him & Charles, we're forced to understand that it was never Edwin's feelings that were actually making things difficult for him - it was not being able to tell Charles about them. 'Terrified' as he's been of this, Edwin learns that his feelings don't need to either disappear completely or be totally reciprocated in order for him to be able to return to the peace, stability, and security of the relationship with which he defines his existence - and the scale of that relief a) tells us a hell of a lot about Edwin as a character and b) totally justifies the way his declaration just bursts out of him at what would otherwise be such a poorly chosen moment, in my opinion.
Whether or not they are or ever could be reciprocated, Edwin's feelings are definitively proven not to be the problem here - only his potential choice to bottle it up - his repression - is. And where that repression had once been mainly involuntary, a product of what he'd been through, now that he's got this new awareness of himself, if he still fails to admit what he's found either to himself or to the one person he's so unambiguously close with, then that repression will be by his own choice and actions.
And he won't do that. Among other things, he's coming into this scene having just (unknowingly) absolved the soul of his own school bully and accidental killer by pointing out a fact that is every bit as central to his self-discovery as anything about his sexuality or his attraction to Charles is: the idea that "If you punish yourself, everywhere becomes Hell"
So narratively speaking, of course it makes sense that Edwin literally cannot get out of Hell until he stops punishing himself - and right now, the thing that's torturing him is something he has control over. It's not who he is or what he feels, but what he chooses to do with those feelings that's hurting him, and he's even already made the conscious choice to tell Charles about them, he was just interrupted. But now that they're back together and he's literally in the middle of an attempt to escape Hell, there is absolutely no way he can so much as stop for breath without telling Charles the truth. Even the stopping for breath is so loaded - because they're ghosts, they don't need to breathe, but also they're in Hell, so the one thing they can feel is pain, however nonsensical. And Edwin certainly is in pain. But whether he knows what he's about to do or not when he says he 'just needs a tick,' a breather is absolutely not what's gonna give him enough relief to keep climbing - it's fixing that other hurt, though, that will.
Like everything else in that scene, there's a lot of layers to him promising Charles "You don't have to feel the same way, I just needed you to know" - but I don't think that means it isn't also true on a surface level. It's the act of telling Charles that matters so much more than whatever follows it, and while that might have gone unnoticed if anything else major had happened in the same conversation, now we're forced to acknowledge its staggering and singular importance for what it is. The moment is well-earned and properly built up to, but until we see it happen in all its wonderful simplicity, and we see the aftermath (or lack thereof, even), we couldn't properly anticipate how much of a weight off Edwin's shoulders merely getting to share the truth with Charles was going to be, why he couldn't wait for a better, safer opportunity before giving in to that desire, or how badly he needed to say it and nothing else - and I really, really love the weight that act of just being honest, seen, and known is given in their story/relationship.
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I am actually. I am so emotional over the Salazar parents and I need to share this to tumblr too.
A lot of stories where the MC is adopted I feel. Either dismiss the biological parents and the impact they have on the kid's life, or makes them evil and abusive, framing the loss of the bio parents as a good thing, or at least something we shouldn't think about just look at this new family.
But Genrex doesn't do that. From the start, Rex wanted to find out more about his parents - it's one of his primary character motivations, next to helping people. He loves them, even though he doesn't know them.
And the more he finds out about them, the more he realizes they loved him. Rylander is consumed by guilt but as Rex's first connection to his pre-Event life, the first thing he does is hug him. And when he tells Rex about his parents, the two things Rex knows is that 1) they were scientists, and 2) that when he was in danger, they were desperate enough to use their secret, experimental technology to save him. Technology built from their desire to help the world, to save countless lives and end countless suffering.
And then. When he finds out that they were dead, he doesn't stop caring. It'd be so easy, too, to tie it up there - his parents were good people, he got his answer about them, the end. But they don't. He doesn't. Because the show is saying once again that they are his parents. He still calls them mom and dad, even as the show makes it clear Holiday and Six adopted Rex as their son. Even as the show even parallels Six and One with Rex and Six (and I will talk about that more later if I don't forget, trust me), to really drive home how much they're family. Rex even says he considers the two of them family, and later that he considers Noah, Claire and Annie family.
He has new family, the show tells us, but his old family still matters to him. He's upset that he never has the chance to meet his parents, that everything he hears about them, about his time with them, is secondhand knowledge. It tells us clearly that not only does Rex still love them, but that he still wants to know them. And everything we find out about them reinforces the love that they had for each other.
We see Abuela and the family in Mexico, who connect him to his birth family and tell him that he was so loved back then, and still is now. We see their office in Abysus through Rex's eyes. The picture of him and his dad on his desk. The drawing Rex drew, proudly pinned to the wall.
We see it in the familiarity of the drawing. That that robot, that build, was what Rex created when he was lost and scared and alone - that it was made to keep him safe. That it first appeared in his mind in a place he felt safe.
The show says, tenderly and softly, that the love is still there. That the fact these people died was nothing but a tragedy, that their love is a big part of what made Rex who he is today - that every molecule in his body is filled with their final gift to him. That every time he cures someone, every time he uses a build, every time he makes a machine - we see the love that they had for him.
And the way he quietly absorbs his father's face. The way he freezes and whispers "Mamá?" when he finds out Zag-Rs has their mother's voice. The fact that she even has her voice as a testament to Caesar's love, too - that it was meant to bring comfort and safety. The way Rex yells at Caesar when he finds out they have a family property, a connection to their past, the way he fights to protect it.
And, none of this takes away still from Six and Holiday being Rex's family too. None of this removes the work either set of parents did for him, the love either set has - the show says that it was unfair that the Salazar parents were lost. That Six and Holiday are not replacements, that they still love him as parents but play different roles in his life. They can not, and have no desire to, replace the Salazars. But Rex needs parents, he needs protectors, and so they will do what they can for him - at first out of necessity, to keep this kid they barely know safe, but then out of love. They aren't replacing what was lost, but are doing their best to do what Rex's bio parents would do. And they do mess up in it - they mess up in ways Rex's bio parents might not have. Six is clearly bad with showing affection, affection we saw the Salazars give Rex so easily, and Holiday is overworked and stressed constantly, sometimes breaking under the pressure and snapping at Rex and Six, things we never saw the Salazars do.
It's just. It's about how sometimes things will not be the same. They will be different. That doesn't mean the people you lost aren't still with you.
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