So, your Clear Sky post is absolutely horrifying, but it was very needed, so thank you. What are your general thoughts on tackling his abuse for the AU? Like you've said, pretending he's a good guy is not the way to go, but are you planning on toning down *some* of the situations, just to give some of the cats a break? Clear Sky is a very realistic depiction of abusers, but that seems to come across even without victim number 25, yknow? I'm very curious about how you'd like to go about this.
My most recent big change was bringing Slash back into the fold, because I realized that it was actually a disservice to not address where DOTC's themes dip into Colonialism. It's a hard topic, and I'm still trying to work out the details, but I realized it was important.
With how BB!DOTC is such a MASSIVE overhaul, to properly address abuse and the ways it impacts you, ableism and its violence, and xenophobia broadly, a huge reworking of Slash belonged here too. He's one of the greatest examples of how badly WC demonizes non-Clanborn cats. I shouldn't dance around it.
That's what I need to do with Skystar.
MANY of his victims have happier endings than canon, though. Bumble is one of the most famous, bumped up into a major character and directly responsible for the formation of ThunderClan. Bright Storm is taking most of Gray Wing's roles. Birch and Alder are getting examined, with either a father who wants his kids back or Milkweed as the mate of Misty.
A lot of people will die because of him, even more will be hurt, but I see BB!DOTC as a story about victims and survivors.
Others might grab POVs here and there, but as a response to canon which I feel is Clear Sky's story told in many parts, I center this rewrite around Thunder Storm. The path of kindness he marches down, with love and with anger, and the people he helps.
So BB!Star Flower...
Previously I was playing her as ENTIRELY just manipulating Clear Sky. She was loyal to One Eye and trying to get at Skystar to bleed him dry for 8 lives to sacrifice; but connected to Thunderstar over recognizing him as a victim who deserves her idea of justice. So, she offers Thunderstar the final kill, so her father will be grateful to him and he'll get power AND the death of his abuser.
(When Thunderstar looks upon Skystar, pathetic and neutralized down to one life, he thinks about the collateral damage that will descend upon the forest if he accepts the deal. He decides that he has found the line between Justice and Justification. Of course he wants the power to make his enemies cower, protect his people, and eliminate Clear Sky so he never threatens them again; that's not the problem.
He can still do these things. He wouldn't NEED the power of a war god to do so.
But if One Eye returns, he will be endlessly hungry, ruthlessly dedicated to revenge, and set out to devour the whole forest. Everything would get worse, and even more people he loves would die. It's where his desire to destroy a monster would lead to him BECOMING one.)
Even on its face, it was previously missing an element. There's a step between "Starf decides to bring One Eye back" and "Starf offers Thunderstar the final kill" that was bare. This is the piece that was missing-- That she, herself, is trying to reach out to the only person who's ever really understood her.
But more importantly... I do feel this topic belongs here, in BB!DOTC. Abuse is a MAJOR theme. SKYSTAR is a monster already. He's harmed two wives in BB (Bright Storm and Falling Cry) and played toxic games with all three kits (Thunder Storm, Pale Sky, Tiger Sky).
And I'd avoid Star Flower being abused... why? Because it's uncomfortable to confront the pattern that Clear Sky displays? That in-canon, he tries to cut all his victims into the same ideal shape, from Storm to Thunder to Star Flower? ...it should be uncomfortable. Everything that I described in Clear Sky Is A Monster is rooted in the same desire for control, power, and punishment most abusive people share, he just happens to be a severe example.
Yes. That includes how he treats his child and romantic partners. The parallels that are drawn between Starf and Thunder are there because he wants power in the form of obedience. Starf replaces the son as a narrative award for his "growth" of not killing random people anymore for a while.
A cookie cutter is an effective tool because IT ONLY MAKES ONE SHAPE.
You know what's more uncomfortable? Reading canon!DOTC and seeing someone who hurt you reflected almost perfectly in the character the writers think did nothing wrong. Because of "good intentions" that were not there.
I will say though, just to be clear; I don't see a purpose in being more than PG-13 about serious topics for this project. I promise none of my intentions have changed. Nothing will be more graphic or gorey than canon WC-- just more intentional.
I'm keeping the sacrifice because it's dope. No one is taking this from me. Girl Moment: Killed her awful husband 8 times to count as 8 sacrifices and offered the last life to her buddy as a show of good will. How else do you make friends outside of high school
But I know now that Star Flower NEEDS to keep the canon fact she has very little agency, UNTIL that moment she snaps.
She's sacrificing one abuser to try and bring back a bigger, badder one, because in spite of everything, her father One Eye always made her feel safe. Even though he promised her off to Skystar, and expected her to be willing to die for him. She's followed every command, every order, past the death of his mortal vessel.
The first, and only, selfish choice she's ever made was in reaching out to Thunderstar to offer him the power of her father.
Thunderstar's Justice is a story about a Thunder Storm at the pinnacle of his arc, how the survivors of his Clan are settling into the new normal after the carnage of The First Battle, how Skystar's arrogance brings a violent god to the Forest... and the connection Thunderstar makes with the daughter of a monster.
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Wille's Month 2024 (@youngroyals-events ) Day 2: Summer
Read the drabble below or on ao3 (cw for implied sex)
Wille sleeps peacefully until about 2 am, when the first flash wakes him up. He blinks, a bit disoriented, barely noticing how the room keeps brightening for a split second before the darkness returns.
It isn’t rare for him to wake up in the middle of the night, but usually it’s because he had a nightmare.
Those nights, he curls himself into Simon's side, burying his face in his curls and inhaling his scent, to try and calm his rapid heartbeat down. Sometimes, Simon wakes up and they'll talk, Simon pressing Wille against him, smoothing his hair and whispering sweet nothings in his ear. Other times, when Simon is too fast asleep, he still responds by wrapping his arm around Wille, because somehow, he still knows. As if his body is simply attuned to Wille, the way it responds to his every subtle shift.
But tonight Wille hasn’t startled awake because of a nightmare - in fact, he was having the most pleasant dream he's had in a while, of running up cobblestone streets lined with soft yellow and pink houses. The Mediterranean sun shining down on them, but not outshining Simon’s warm smile next to him.
There’s another flash, and then Wille hears the first roar of thunder, and his brain slowly starts to catch up with what’s happening.
Wille lets his head fall back down to the pillow, groaning. Great.
A thunderstorm. Exactly what he needs.
Heavy drops of rain start hammering against the window, as if now that Wille’s awake, the sky can unleash its full power. Or maybe he’s only aware of it now, now that he’s fully conscious.
Of course, Simon’s still fast asleep beside him, arm flung over Wille’s torso. How Simon manages to sleep through the roaring storm outside, Wille has no idea. It’s nights like this where Wille wishes he had Simon’s skill to sleep through almost anything.
With a heavy sigh, Wille gets up from his side on the bed, carefully removing Simon’s arm from his chest, and goes to the bathroom to get himself a glass of water.
Lightning lights up the room in short intervals, occasionally followed by thunder, sometimes by just silence – but it’s non-stop. The rain is loudest of all.
It’s not like he’s scared of thunderstorms – they’re a common occurrence in summer, and usually, he even likes them. He loves to watch lightning streak across the sky high above them, huddling up inside with Simon and being very glad that he’s not outside. He even loves the thunder, imagines Thor riding his chariot in the sky and smashing his hammer.
It reminds him of afternoons chasing Erik through the palace in a never-ending game of tag because they couldn’t play outside, of staying up way past his bedtime to finish just one more chapter (it was never just one more chapter).
But tonight, he wishes for nothing more but the storm to pass. He already has trouble enough falling asleep as it is, and the continuous flashes, heavy rain and rolling thunder won’t help with that.
Defeated, knowing that he probably won’t get much sleep tonight now, he lets himself fall back onto the mattress. Simon stirs beside him, and for a second Wille holds his breath, afraid that he’s woken his boyfriend up. But Simon simply turns to his side, murmuring something incomprehensible, and it looks like Wille’s in the clear.
Then there’s a thunderclap so loud that it shakes the windows, rattles their building even, and with a gasp, Simon jolts up.
“What was that?” It comes out in one singular, panicked breath.
“Just a thunderstorm, darling,” Wille says from where he’s sprawled out behind Simon. Simon’s eyes, unfocussed at first, soften when they find his. Wille reaches out to him, eases him back down so that Simon’s lying on his chest, huddled in the warmth between their bodies. “Nothing to worry about.”
“Did it wake you up too? Or did you have another nightmare?” Simon places a warm hand on his chest, just above where Wille’s heart beats for him.
Wille winds one of Simon’s curls around his finger, and hums. “No, it was just the storm. I actually had a good dream tonight, so it’s even ruder that it woke me up.”
He can already see Simon’s eyes getting heavy again, now that the initial shock of adrenaline has passed.
“Whatwasitabout?” Simon mumbles.
“We were on vacation. In Italy, I think. Maybe Spain – somewhere south. We’d just come back from the beach, and there was salt stuck in your curls, and I was thinking about how we’d go back to our rental,” Wille stops playing with Simon’s curls to run his hand along his back, “and shower, and I would wash the salt out of your curls. But then I figured, if there’s salt in your curls, there’s probably salt in other places as well, so maybe I should clean that up too.”
Simon laughs softly. “You are very thorough in your cleaning.”
Simon opens his eyes for a brief second, but the sleep in his eyes has gone, replaced by something else. Something hungry.
“Maybe we can make your dream come true.”
“What? You want to go to Italy? Right now?” It’s not like Wille doesn’t know what Simon’s talking about, but he likes to tease him, likes to play just a bit dumb.
Simon groans, half-heartedly. “Wille,” he says, drawing out his name. “’m talking about the other part.”
“Ooh.” Wille raises his eyebrows in faked understanding and giggles. “Well, I’m sure we can arrange that.”
Before Simon can say anything else, Wille scoops him up in his arms and carries him to the shower. It’s not like Wille was ever going to get much sleep tonight, and this certainly is way more fun.
The thunder is loud outside, but not as loud as Simon when he screams out Wille’s name, over and over again.
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thunderstorm whump
A Whumper with a Whumpee who's afraid of storms makes a fake weather radar to make Whumpee think that the storms outside are going to be way worse than they actually are so Whumpee is worried and waiting for the storms to get worse 🙏🙏
Whumpee is afraid of storms and gets anxious even at the sight of dark clouds
Whumper making Whumpee stay tied up outside/in a doghouse during a severe storm
Whumper has to briefly untie Whumpee to relocate themselves to a safer area during a severe storm
Whumper leaves Whumpee to fend for themselves while they take shelter from a storm
Paranoid Whumpee thinks that the flashing of lightning outside is someone taking pictures of them through their window
Whumpee tries to escape during a storm and ends up taking shelter under the first covering they see, sitting under it soaked and shivering and covered in mud until Whumper finds them and takes them back
Whumpee escapes during a storm and knocks on the first door they see, well aware that they look insane with all of the mud, grass, leaves, etc stuck to them
Rain falling so quickly that it hurts when it makes impact on skin
Whumpee getting their fingers crushed by a heavy metal storm shelter door, either accidentally or on purpose by Whumper
A rescued Whumpee who's afraid of storms getting unintentionally exposure-therapy'd out of the fear because of the sheer amount of storms where they live
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