tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake

The options all make me indecisive cause they could all be so so cute and sweet or angsty and bitter. Tho maybe something for Polus AU? Your pick as to which kiss prompt?

- Curiosity Anon

[FOOT KISS] adoration, devotion; a gesture of submission or adoration polus au • civil engineer and polus station commander purple x intern green

Well. There are worse ways to die.

Less embarrassing, but definitely worse.

"Go on without me." Purple lies down in the snow with their busted-up ankle. "Tell Rosie I had a good life. Put me out of my misery."

"Oh, jeez." The intern rubs at their neck. "I don't think I can leave you here, Commander. Letting a superior officer die of exposure under my watch won't look good on my resume."

"Well, I sure as hell won't be walking back." It's not the kid's fault but fuuuuuuuuuuuuck, it hurts. It really, actually hurts. "I should get Gray to fill in those smaller access tunnels. They're EVERYWHERE and why are they so SMALL anyway, Gray can't even FIT in any of those."

"If— If I may," Green kneels in the ice, packing snow around the worst of their ankle which… actually helps numb it some.

They're gonna have to get their boot off, before it starts swelling. Or else they'll have to CUT it off, which'll be a real bitch to do.

"If you aren't gonna end my suffering, then you're gonna have to help me out, Intern." Purple says, already bracing themself against a rock. "Take it off."

The intern looks at them, like they couldn't understand a simple, coherently-phrased sentence.

"What?"

"I don't wanna have to hack it off if my foot gets any bigger," Purple explains patiently, like a good mentor would. "These are good boots. Untie the laces and slowly, slowly, for the love of God, take it off. You can put on more snow after."

"But— But—!" The intern splutters, scrambling. "I'm not sure if I should— Don't you think it's better if someone took a look at it first? Medbay isn't far, I could carry you—"

"Absolutely not." Purple rubs their temples. "Teal's already gonna ream me a new one for getting injured in such a stupid way. If they see you carrying me, I am never living it down."

Not that they'll live this one down either.

"They're just worried about you!" Green tries to help, unhelpfully. "I mean, you wouldn't think the esteemed Commander of the Polus Research Outpost would trip over a little hole in the ground, but it's a good learning experience for a lowly intern like myself that anyone can make mistakes!"

"Right. So, the boot?"

"The boot! Of course!" Green finally does something useful and unties their boots. It's pretty painless, up until they do have to pry it off.

It hurts a lot.

"Slow down." They choke out, sweat forming on their brow. Green twists their foot this way and that, trying to shimmy it off, the boot loosening bit by bit but their bent ankle goes with it, in every which direction, and Purple gasps at the ache of it, fuck fuck fuck.

"I'm— I'm trying." They are, they really are, every move ginger and uncertain, but then their boot slips off their heel, knocking against a pebble with a bit too much force and Purple keens.

"It's done." Green breathes out, forming white clouds in the air. "Are you—?"

"I'm fine." Purple swallows, blinking rapidly. "I'm okay. I'm good. You did good."

"You don't look good, though."

It still hurts. Whatever shock they must have had at the start has faded, there's no getting around how bad this is gonna hurt.

Oh god, it's gonna hurt the whole time, shit, shit, tears start to prickle at the corners of their visor, shit.

Green then, hand still wrapped around their ankle, lifts their leg up and puts their mouth to the swollen ball of Purple's foot.

It's warm.

"I— I—!" Green breathes faster, more white clouds forming ariound them. "My— My Ma used to do that, when we got hurt as kids. I didn't— I wasn't thinking, but you just looked so—"

Green, thankfully, does not drop their foot on the ground, and carefully cushions it on a small pile of snow before getting up, still hyperventilating.

"I will go get help!" They say, very loudly, maybe loud enough for someone to come out and find them but they're already running. "Stay put! Don't move! Not that you can but still!"

Green disappears into the distance but huh.

[EYELID KISS] love, affection; a delicate, romantic gesture

Purple tries to open their eyes, fails miserably, and thinks fuck.

They fell asleep at cams again.

They wait for it, it should all come back to them now; the ache of their back, the numbness of their neck, and spit drying down their chin, and alllllll the regrettable life decisions they made that led up to this.

Nothing comes.

And, in a remarkable show of suddent environmental awareness, Purple realizes they're weightless.

Like, off their ass and feet in the air, slowly swayed in an oddly soothing, sleep-inducing way that should be more alarming than it is.

But the alarms don't come either, batteries taken out, wires cut, the lights are dimly-lit but no one is really home, Purple shfits, cushioned against… something, something warm and plush and very easy to snuggle into.

The swaying stops.

"Are you awake?" Someone whispers, in a vaguely annoying way that's hard to remember right now. Someone that should not be here, no one should be here, in Security at who knows what fucking time because time is a social construct that does not exist in space.

"Mrrrrmph." Talking is hard. Squishy pillow against their cheek is soft.

"For someone so smart," The swaying starts again. "You can act pretty dumb."

"Hm-ey." Okay, now they HAVE to. "Was— Was watching."

"Even if you saw something," The annoying person in places they should not be keeps talking, annoyingly and annoyingly coherent. "What could you do about it? I could put you in the trash chute right now and Black would accidentally toss you into space with breakfast tomorrow."

"Tell." Purple manages.

"Who'd you tell? Everyone's asleep."

"Red." They mumble. "Captain."

The swaying stops again.

"Right." The person carrying them says quietly. "The Captain. Captain Red. Captain of the Skeld."

"Hm?" They finally crack an eye open, just barely, their lashes sticking to their bottom eyelid.

Something presses tightly against their eye, forcing it shut.

"Go back to sleep, Purps." The artificial gravity of the ship finally weighs on them as they're settled on one of the spare cot in the corner of the security room.

"But—" A heavy thing is pulled over them, little tinkling bells as they try to shift, get up, move, but the thing is bulky and hard to shrug off when their coordination is dogshit.

"I'll take over watch duty for now." A hand touches their cheek, their forehead, the fringe of their hair, both of their eyes, massive and suffocating.

In the haze, before they drop off, Purple catches it; one white-gloved hand tipping their cap.

absolutely no pressure at all ever but could i request shoulder + neck kisses with purple and imposter green but it’s Purple (begrudgingly?????? idk) giving the affection and green going wild being absolutely elated about it

(you can change this however you want if you decide to do it ofc thank you for considering and taking requests!!!!!!)

[NOSE KISS] affection, complicity; a gesture of affection and intimacy

"You weren't hugged much as a kid, were you."

Purple stops mid-bite.

"Excuse me."

"I'm just saying!" Green continues eating leisurely, cheek puffed out with pizza, kicking their feet and humming as they chew. "You're pretty standoffish. You won't let anyone help you. You're kinda mean—"

"Hey—"

"My Ma and Mi would never tolerate any of me or my siblings acting the way you do." Green takes another bite. "They raised us with manners and unconditional love. So it must be in your upbringing."

"I'll have you know," Purple shoves their paper plate away; it's personal now. "I was raised by my very dedicated and hardworking single parent who taught me the value of standing up for myself, independence, and being honest."

"So you were emotionally neglected."

"I wasn't raised to be a bootlicking, asskissing doormat like some people I know."

"Basic Crewmate decency isn't submission, Purps." Green nibbles at their crust like a Tootsie roll. "If being polite and courteous to others feel like losing, you miiiiiight have have some issues to work out."

"I was raised FINE." Their palm strikes the table. A salt shaker topples on its side. "Sure, maybe my Mi wasn't around as much, but it was because they were working hard to support BOTH of us. It's not fair to expect them to baby their kid when they have fourteen-hour shifts back-to-back."

"You mean you." Green dodges the salt and shakes a bit of pepper on their pizza crust nub. "Because their kid was you."

"I WASN'T EMOTIONALLY NEGLECTED. ALL MY NEEDS WERE MET."

"Prove it, then." Green puts their elbow on the table, chin in palm. There's semolina flour on their fingers, sticking to their annoyingly round cheek. the good stuff because Yellow and Brown won't settle for anything less. Union rights. "Prove you can be affectionate, like any well-adjusted, non-neglected person."

Purple grabs them by the collar of their hoodie.

Affection. Affection. Affection because of feeeeeeeeliiiiiings. Feelings that Purple definitely has and processes well and does not externalize through random bursts of violence because their parent raised them properly and well.

Things like… hugging. And talking. Which Purple can definitely do.

Their thumb brushes the curve of Green's neck, between their jacket and their undershirt, between their shoulder and their neck. The pulse jumps thickly.

Purple drags them in, and kisses them. Right on the nose.

"There! HA! CHECKMATE." Purple stumbles over the lunch table seat, up to their feet, oh, what's that, did they get new… tape for the fire extinguisher? It's nice tape. Nice, sturdy tape. "I CAN be affectionate. I WASN'T inadequately parented. And NOW, I am gonna do my very important job that needs me to NOT be here now, BYE."

They're not hungry anymore! They don't need pizza! They can get dinner or breakfast or maybe lunch three days from now, eating is overrated!

Green doesn't follow, their last bite of crust dropped in the salt.

They put their fingers to their nose. Then cover their mouth.

Like it’s a bit off but do you see the vision

Oh. Oh, yeah. This. This hits.

I'll play with you as I know you like it rough I'll reason that I don't think I'm that tough I'll make you beg for me and plead for me And I know that you will bleed for me And I'll play with you until I've had enough

I like this part for Green's feelings for Purple.

Every time I speak of her, I flinch Every time I think of her, I feel a little bit of air Has lodged itself inside of me And will not let me speak

And this, too.

I'll cover up your eyes and make you work I'll rob you of your soul and make it worse I'll take away your dignity And make you feel worth less to me I'll spit upon your sanity, and god, I'll make it hurt

I LOVE CAMERAGEM, YES YES YES.

I do think they'd be a really sweet Impostor pair. I think Cyan would be an impulsive killer, who would try not to kill, but when their emotions get the better of them, they kill someone. Cyan feels so much that they BURST with it, and the alien parasite that took them over has to deal with that.

Oh my GOD, Aureum, I had this on repeat. This is just Purple with Red, Impostor Red, and Impostor Green.

The grief and despondency of finally giving in. You want it to be over. You've been bearing the weight of the world and your emotions for so long. You've been taken advantage of and proven wrong at every turn, so why keep fighting?

I wanted to copy my favorite lyrics here, too, but I realized I'd copy the whole damn song so I gotta keep it to JUST one stanza.

Once again, I must rely on nobody Once again, I must remind myself of the people Traitorous bastards who let me down And I know that it's not your fault, really But I can't help the resentment building inside my heart I can feel it burning, it consumes all in the end

in the musical (it’s not in the song on spotify sadly but it’s in the OG show recording on YouTube), after the part where xander says “dance with me, simon” they dance together and in that instrumental part before the next verse, simon kisses xander while they dance and then in the most PURPLE WAY EVER, goes “AUGH WHY DID I DO THAT—” and panics (it’s at 1:34:45 in the video) ITS SO SO SO PURPLE.

Hi, Aureum!!

FINALLY GOT TO YOUR ASKS. I'm compiling all of them but YES. I JUST LISTENED TO IT. IT'S ACTUALLY SO GOOD AND CAMERAWORMS. This part? Sung by both of them? Masterful.

I'll bleed you dry I will cut you down to the middle with my own teeth You'll see in time Inescapable is the monster that lies beneath

This is hopeless! How am I to fix this now? (Your blood pumping through my veins) Show is over, take your bow (My skin plastered to your face) We're screwed, we're dead! (The beating organs we discarded turned to waste!)

"I can feel you crawling under my skin"???? "My composure is running thing"????? BRILLIANT. THIS IS THE CAMERAWORM SONG.

Lowkey kinda hot tho

IT'S SO HOT AND STUPID.

And I strongly believe Red isn't even completely wrong?? Bcos Purple is anxious-avoidant af. They aren't scared of losing themself in a person, they're scared of being ABANDONED bcos Red HAS LEFT THEM BEHIND BEFORE.

They TRUSTED Red and it was that easy for Red to leave them for a better deal (in Purple's eyes), to the point that Purple still thinks about it until now. That Red doesn't even seem to care, and all they can talk about is how great MIRA is. Yes, bcos Purple thinks MIRA's negligence is wrong, but also bcos Red's ABANDONMENT still hurts and they're still trying to process that. My whole world ended while you got everything you wanted. Only the two of us knew what happened, but it's like I'm the only one who remembers. That'd drive anyone insane.

So Red doing this, bcos they just want PURPLE is MIND-BOGGLING. Purple's convinced it's another trick or attempt to undermine them or a powerplay when Red's furiously trying to make Purple understand that I NEED YOU AND I WILL RESORT TO ANY OPTION TO KEEP YOU. And once Purple UNDERSTANDS that, I do think they'd be pretty chill?

Pls pray for them. Or get them some Plan B. SOMETHING.

But I am so serious about the breeding kink just being a symptom of some other need/an expression of what was familiar to you from your childhood.

Like, Green's breeding kink is bcos their model of an ideal relationship is that. A large family you and your spouse devote yourself to. They've been taught to be responsible, attentive, and doting by their parents, and were trained to bcos they cared for so many little siblings. They don't even know it's a kink.

For Impostor Green and Red, it's pretty similar. It's about control. It's about trying to keep something as close to you as possible. For Impostor Green, it's their natural instinct. To hunt, breed, and reproduce. Even if they've fast-tracked their adaptation to assimilate as a Crewmate, they are still that same animal in spite of the messier, more complicated criteria for mate they've inherited/developed from their host's preferences. But now, it's not just about procreation. It's also about keeping this fascinating thing you're obsessed with to yourself, forever.

I'm very glad to be entertaining to you, Anon. XD

I WANNA BE NORMAL ABOUT ALL OF THIS, BUT I CAN'T. Blame the inspired writing of the show itself, much of the humor and insanity in my writing right now is based on the show. I feel like my writing is pretty tame in comparison. ^^;