In my country, intersex people either become victims of infanticide or are forcibly mutilated as soon as their conditions are identified.
Any form of hormone replacement therapy or sex-change surgery is illegal unless the participant is intersex. Intersex genital mutilation is legal and even encouraged.
A (thankfully-unenforced law) is that any homosexual relations, even if consensual, are punished by death.
Crossdressing is illegal and extremely frowned down upon.
Then I see people on social medias calling transgender men ātheyfabsā and ātransandrobrosā for daring to speak up.
Then I see entirely new binaries being made to justify oppression olympics (looking at you, TMA/TME)
Then I see some of the most rancid and pointless discourse, coming from people who live in nations where being out as transgender, as gay, as intersex or as any marginalised identity is encouraged.
From people who donāt have to suppress themselves to stay alive.
From people who donāt have to face some of the worst queerphobia each day and keep a smile throughout.
From people who have allies for family, for people who have so much support.
Yet I am here, all alone and forced to hide every single part of my identity so I donāt get murdered by my own siblings. My own family. My own tribe.
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Power and Control in The Freak Circus + Columbina Theorization
This post is personal analysis of the overarching theme of power/control within the story of TFC (sorry, y'all, I had Columbina brainworms and needed to get this typed out since a lot of it has to do with my queen... I apologize if it's a little all over the place), as well as some slight theorization regarding the history of the characters and Columbina's death.
TW: Discussion and mention of SA, human trafficking, discrimination, objectification, dehumanization, and femicide. Please do not read if these topics upset you!
So, we see from the very first day of the game that the monsters had their autonomy stripped from them by humans, specifically the human man (whom I will refer to as "ring leader"), who takes advantage of their poor circumstances and offers them a place at his circus in exchange for food. The ring leader knew he had some innate power over the monsters, and he used this power to potentially coerce the monsters into working for him, resulting in the control he had over the cast.
At the circus, the monsters are treated incredibly poorly. They were kept in cages, and their food rations ā which were the only thing the ring leader had promised them when he asked them to join his circus ā were made smaller and smaller, resulting in them growing too weak to fight back. They were promised they would receive something as payment for their service (i.e., food), and then that was taken away from them (in real life, human trafficking is defined by the use of force, fraud, and/or coercion; in this case, what the ring leader did to the monsters would be fraud, and it would eventually become force).
Since we now have three different versions of Columbina's death, as of December 2025, I will be analyzing each scene one by one to piece together what we already have regarding lore, starting with Harlequin's puppet show.
We are shown by Harlequin during his performance on Day 1 that the monsters were not able to flee from or leave the circus because they were all physically too weak and malnourished to do so (they were trapped, and because of that, they no longer had control over their own lives/wellbeing/fate). However, they eventually regain their freedom by killing, and most likely eating, the ring leader who had been responsible for their imprisonment and unjust treatment.
However, to achieve this in the first place, they had to violate the autonomy of one of their own ā Columbina, who I must note was also the only woman-identifying member of the group (Brazil, the country in which the characters originate, also has high femicide rates). Columbina additionally had the identity of "angel" thrust upon her by Harlequin in his story, presumably against her will, just to make her death seem like a sacrifice rather than what it truly was ā betrayal and murder.
Harlequin also frames Columbina in this scene as a willing sacrifice, wanting them to eat her so they could become human and build a home for all of them. However, the text right after this narration is Columbina pleading with them as she says, "Please, no!", followed by the text below:
Jester: "We have no choice." ā The purple text seems to be almost dejected, like this wasn't something any of them wanted to do, but instead just something they had to do. The way it's worded almost takes away any accountability from them and the actions they had to take as a result of their circumstances.
Harlequin: "She is the weakest of us." ā The green text highlights the clear power difference/imbalance between Columbina and the rest of the monsters, her physical weakness making her a prime target for what they have to do because she will not be able to fight back.
Ticket Taker: "You will give us the strength to go on." ā The white text comes off, to me at least, as trying to comfort Columbina so she knows her death will not be in vain, and that she will be helping them all with her "sacrifice."
Columbina: "PLEASE HELP ME, I DON'T WANT TO DIE." ā The pink text highlights that she did not want to die, and that her death was not something she wanted to happen, nor something she consented to. She was killed, and we do not know who she was calling out to in her final moments for aid.
I find it interesting, too, how in Harlequin's play, only he, Jester, and the Ticket Taker comment on the murder and consumption of Columbina, especially since these are the three characters who have been confirmed not to be virgins by the creator. As someone who works with survivors of SA/stalking/human trafficking and as a survivor myself, I just find this particular scene (and Columbina's story as a whole) so chilling because, statistically, most harm-doers are people you know/are close with. Sometimes, they're even people who experienced violence themselves and no longer want to feel powerless, going so far as to violate the autonomy of another.
Now, in no way am I saying that this scene is directly related to or implying SA, but I just found it interesting to take note of, especially considering that Pierrot and The Doctor have no lines of dialogue during this entire scene. They were simply bystanders from Harlequin's perspective, despite them being the two largest members of the circus, and Pierrot being the strongest in terms of physical strength.
TT's tent is incredibly interesting as its main theme is to "not trust what you see", and yet, we see a very different tale compared to both Harlequin's and Jester's retellings presented in the mirror at the end of the hall, which TT states is "his favorite." Placing your trust in someone inherently gives them a lot of power over a situation, especially since, if they break your trust, you're in a worse situation than they are. TT puts the MC in a position where they're inherently at a disadvantage (they're in his tent at the circus he helps run), and to make it through his tent, they have to trust what he tells them during their interactions.
Now, in TT's tent, we get to see mirrors for each of the different circus members, with their reflections either interacting directly with or speaking directly to the MC. At the pink mirror, we see who we can presume is Columbina, given the pink eyes and the subsequent scene if you choose to stay and listen to her tale.
In this retelling, we learn that Columbina didn't look as "monstrous" as her companions, and because of this, she was frequently leered at by the humans who found her to be pretty despite "being one of them (a monster)." However, Pierrot was always around to protect her, and presumably the other circus members, due to his large size and immense strength. Because Pierrot acted as a barrier ā as something that prevented them from getting what they wanted (i.e., "a problem") ā the humans somehow managed to harm him, leaving him physically unable to protect the others (i.e., taking away his power).
We then cut to a scene of everyone trapped inside different cages ā everyone except Columbina, who is sitting on the ground in the middle; we can assume this was because the humans did not view her as any kind of a threat, so they felt no need to restrict her the same way they felt the need to do so with the others. She says she is scared of them (the humans) trying to touch her again, and she asks Harlequin if he will "save" her, which he seems confused by.
After this, we overhear the humans talking about their plans; they'll leave the others to starve, and they'll find a use for Columbina. The humans were planning on isolating her completely from her support system (the other monsters), which is a tactic used by abusers against their victims, so the victim feels as though they can only rely on the person abusing them.
This, to me, can also be representative of how some individuals in real life tend to fetishize other groups of people, which is another way of dehumanizing them (the humans don't respect the monsters, but they find themselves viewing Columbina as an exception to their biases/prejudices, potentially knowing that she is the weakest and targeting her specifically to "tame"). I feel like they were planning on trafficking Columbina, as well, and we can presume what kind of trafficking they were planning on doing based on how they talked about her and the fact that Columbina mentioned they had tried to touch her before ("she'll be useful for something"). We also know Brazil has experienced a rise in human trafficking cases, particularly regarding women [1].
Jester then seems to be surprised that Pierrot is alive and hasn't succumbed to his injuries right before Harlequin breaks out of his cage, and he mentions the fact that Columbina is the weakest among them once more. However, instead of crying or begging for her life, she simply tells Harlequin, "Thank you." Pierrot directly talks in this scene, as well, saying "No... no... no...". Harlequin then laughs with tears in his eyes before telling everyone to eat after biting into Columbina's neck.
Jester: "Sorry, [Harlequin]." ā Why was Jester apologizing to Harlequin? Was what happened something Jester had mentioned at some point? Was Columbina's death not done in a spur-of-the-moment situation, but rather, planned, or at least talked about beforehand?
Columbina: "No, he wasn't..." ā Columbina states that Jester wasn't sorry, but what wasn't he sorry for, exactly? This line brings up a lot of questions.
Now, the story told by the Columbina in TT's Tent shows Harlequin's actions, while most likely not intentionally by him, as merciful ā that by killing and eating her, she would not have to endure further abuse by the humans. After this, Columbina thanks the MC for listening, and you leave the tent after not having blinked or moved for quite some time.
This story is completely different from what we have seen from the other characters, and since it's confirmed that everyone remembers what happened differently to cope with her death, I find it so interesting how TT's depiction of the event shows Columbina's death as almost peaceful. I'm a huge sucker for the theory that TT had a paternal relationship with Columbina (based on the screenshot of him kissing her forehead while she was dying/being eaten, his symbol being a teardrop, him being in charge of the pink tent, and the fact he is the oldest among the group; if you're interested in this theory, check out @hexserath's blog under the tag #grievingfathertheory), so it would make sense for his character to view her death not as violent, but as something better for her than the potential abuse she would have had to endure while the rest of them were left to rot.
However, while the Columbina in the mirror could have potentially been her spirit talking with the MC, and while I do enjoy this concept, I do not think that is the case. The reason I say this is because of the easter egg and other flashes of dialogue from her character. In the easter egg, if the MC chooses to name themselves "Columbina", it shows scenes of her violent death, with her text reading, "We are not the same, you and I. I didn't want to, but our fate was cursed. I should have listened to him. It was my fault." (Keep this last line in mind for later.)
While them wanting to have Columbina and her memory remain a crucial part of the circus makes sense, especially since her death resulted in them being able to become human and create the circus as their new home, I do find it almost cruel that the pink tickets are given to people who are "sacrifces" that are used for their bodies in one way or another (either as meat for the circus members to consume, or as mindless dolls to be used in the different performances or tents).
Given that we can assume that Columbina was frequently a target of unwanted advances, both from humans and her own kin alike (i.e., Harlequin), and was a victim of abuse just as much as the rest of the cast was, it feels almost... distateful to me that her violent death is memorialized in such a way by the circus. Though, perhaps the monsters simply grieve and mourn differently than humans, which wouldn't be a stretch considering Jester's comments about how love is perceived in the valley where they once lived.
It's also strange to me that those dressed in pink are called "fools", which Harlequin talks about in Day 2, especially considering that fool is something demeaning you would call another person who you would consider to be unintelligent or naive. I find Columbina saying "it was my fault" in her scene in the naming easter egg to be something to note, and it makes me wonder if Columbina was the one who first made contact with the humans and, because of her naivety, was coerced or tricked into making a deal with the ring leader that resulted in the poor conditions she and her companions then were forced to endure. This would make sense why those who wear pink at the circus are deemed "fools" to mirror Columbina's own naive actions.
Harlequin mentions in his play that the man who asked the monsters to work for him would give them food in return for their services. Perhaps the monsters were experiencing famine in the valley, and Columbina believed the human man would be able to help them. This is just a theory for right now, though, at least until more information is revealed throughout the story.
To tie this little rant back to power and control, I desperately want to know how the circus chooses those who receive pink tickets. Since we know Carol is currently at the circus as a fool, it makes me wonder how she ended up there ā was she kidnapped, or was she invited to the circus much like the MC was? We know from the brief interaction between the MC and Boss that Carol has a turbulent home life, so did this make her a target for the circus? In real life, most predators tend to find victims who don't have many people to rely on or other traits that make someone an "easy" target, so it's not too far of a stretch. This also makes me wonder why the MC was given a pink ticket, too. Did TT know the MC lives alone, or was there something inherently apparent about the MC that made them seem like a prime target (i.e., naivety)? Here's an interesting post/theory regarding the fools, particularly in reference to TT!
In Jester's play on Day 2, we get to see the events Harlequin depicted in his puppet show as something almost completely different. For one, Jester uses the human fools as actors, resulting in the death of the one woman actor, who was assigned to play Columbina, at the hands of the actor meant to represent Harlequin. So far, we have seen Jester and Pierrot directly killing people in their performances, which I think is another important thing to note for the future; I don't have much more to say about this at the current moment, but I do find it quite interesting that this is the case (Harlequin uses puppets, The Doctor doesn't kill anyone on-screen during his tent sequence, and Ticket Taker has no one else in the tent while we're there).
Jester's story focuses on Columbina and Pierrot's relationship ("forbidden love") rather than their prior interactions with humans/the history of the circus. In his play, he highlights how Columbina was "delicate, with no claws, almost no fangs," and how Pierrot would be incredibly gentle, going so far as to hide his claws (the monstrous aspects of himself), so as not to accidentally harm her. However, Harlequin, who is described as The Poison by Jester, shows great envy towards the two and their relationship. He seems to wish that Columbina would look at him in the same way she does Pierrot, and that he would become angry whenever she "slipped away from his attempts at seduction."
Jester notes that Columbina's heart "beat differently" for Harlequin (which could have been from fear of him, since she states that "something inside of you scares me" when talking with him). However, in this moment of rejection and heartbreak, Harlequin kills Columbina, which Pierrot ends up stumbling upon. Her final words are "Please... Please don't [Harlequin]." This is followed by the following lines of dialogue:
Ticket Taker: "Why... did you do that?" ā Blue text (not white, which is interesting given that TT seems to switch between white and blue text, with the white text being used for him on Day 1 during Harlequin's performance). This is the same dialogue we have seen in previous moments from him that expresses a feeling of shock because of Harlequin's actions.
Harlequin: "Someone had to do it, obviously." ā Green text; new dialogue that was not shown in any other scene regarding this moment. Harlequin states that someone had to do it (murder), and that Columbina's death was an obvious choice; he comes off as almost callous and cruel.
Pierrot: "No... no... no..." ā Yellow text with the same dialogue we have seen in a similar scene from TT's Tent. Once again shows how much emotional turmoil this caused Pierrot, especially since he didn't have the power to protect Columbina in this moment.
Jester finishes his performance by stating, "Because in the valley of monsters, love is just another way to devour each other." This is something that could certainly be a cultural difference between their species and humans, though it could have just been the culture of monsters living within the valley, since they had been forgotten and left to starve, making food and hunger something important to them. After this, we get the text, "We have no choice.", in purple, with Jester once again reiterating they didn't have a choice regarding the actions they took toward Columbina. Were they forced to do it, or did they simply believe there were no other routes they could take, given their physical weakness/loss of power?
Now, Jester's story is interesting because Harlequin's murder of Columbina is painted to be done because of jealousy, not out of mercy (as depicted by TT) or as something that needed to be done so they could be free (as depicted by Harlequin, who also called Columbina an "angel" for her sacrifice). I really enjoy Harlequin's character, but it's clear that he is depicted in Jester's retelling of the events as being selfish, greedy, and envious, resulting in him killing someone he cared for in a fit of anger (or to purposefully harm Pierrot, similar to the idea "if I can't have her, no one can"). This particular retelling is a bit unnerving compared to the others, showing Harlequin's seeming entitlement to Columbina, her love, and her affections, despite her not wanting to have that kind of relationship with him. This is very frequently a reason behind a lot of harm done to women by men who feel wronged or slighted by the woman not reciprocating the feelings they believe they deserve.
After his show, Jester's final words to the MC are that, if they try to run, they will be found; he wants the MC to know how powerless they are in the current situation, and he seems to have no problem making them aware of it. We know that Jester is the only member of the cast who fully hates humans, and that he is the appointed leader of the circus (we do not know the full details behind why at this point in time, but being a leader is a very high position of power).
The fact that he can control another person's mind, turning them into "dolls", is quite concerning. Calling someone a "doll" is clear objectification and dehumanization in this case, and since Jester's ability leaves people unable to move or act of their own free will, it takes away from them all of their autonomy and choice. Pierrot even tells the MC to not speak or move after putting a mask over their face and telling them to simply act like a doll, which indicates to me that this is how humans under Jester's influence act when not being given direct orders (which, later in the mentioned scene with Pierrot, results in Harlequin coming in and immediately taking advantage of the situation, saying "I must be really lucky today!" when he sees the MC chained to the bed).
...So, yeah. This was my big, long braindump because I'm very interested in the truth behind my beloved Columbina's death (and I'm very passionate about discussing the inappropriate amount of violence that women face across the world). Let me know your thoughts on my nonsense haha! I tried to compile/analyze all of the retellings of this particular event from the characters so far. It's really interesting to me that we haven't seen what happened from Pierrot's or The Doctor's POVs yet, and I'm very curious to see if we will.
Pierrot calls the player "my sweet angel" (the same mioniker/theme that is tied to Columbina) at the end of Day 1 if you eat the circus food or his cake, likening you to his deceased lover (who we know he felt drawn to because she was kind and gentle with him, as told by Jester). He then says, while you're passed out, "Don't make me devour you, too."
The next day, when the MC wakes up, Pierrot tells them that there were other eyes "trying to devour" them (that specific word is used again by Pierrot, and it's the same word used by Jester during his performance), and that you "looked like prey" while passed out ā highlighting his desire to keep you safe and under his watch, but also noting that he does view you, to some degree, as prey/helpless/weak (he seems to be aware that he is a predator/much stronger than you). He then mentions that you were breathing slowly and you weren't moving, saying, "it was like... like you were going to disappear forever, like..." (like Columbina?) before quickly stating he would never hurt you "like that" (murder? assault?).
We know that Pierrot's main color is yellow (his eyes, his text), and yet, he's forced to wear red. Red symbolizes love and passion, but it is also a color closely associated with anger. We also know that Pierrot was assigned this color by Jester as a punishment (red also being the color used for the humans who harmed the cast). Now, this brings up the question ā did Pierrot hurt Columbina in some way, or was he more involved in her death than he remembers? Sometimes people black out in moments of intense anger, so could that be a potential reason? In the Commedia dell'arte, the character Columbina cheats on her husband Pierrot with Harlequin, so do the characters' inspirations/historical origins play a major role in TFC?
For right now, though, there are not enough clues pointing to Pierrot potentially being the one who killed Columbina when compared to Harlequin, who is depicted in all the stories as being the one behind her death. All we have is Pierrot mentioning not wanting to devour the MC "too", but this could simply be because he was fed part of Columbina by the other members of the circus to get his strength up after being attacked/injured. Though, in Jester's play, Pierrot says, "I'll find a way to be together forever..." before it cuts to a shot of an open mouth with sharp teeth moving towards the camera after Columbina is killed, implying that Pierrot ate her remains willingly so the two could be together even after her death.
...Man, I really do love lore analysis. If anyone is interested, I could do an analysis of the mirrors in the Ticket Taker's tent (because his tent was so, so cool).
Warnings: discrimination, violence, descriptions of illness and injuries, death and violence on the basis of descrimination
Summary: you never planned to reveal your identity to your team, however being trapped in a safe house with them for over a week may not allow you to keep your secrets hidden for much longer
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Itās been six hours, and you still havenāt moved from your place beneath the sofa. Ghost has been back for a few hours, bringing food and hot drinks for the team. It seems he had been slightly optimistic about your predicament as he had even brought a drink back for you, it now sits undrunk and cold on one of the bedside tables. Gaz and Price have yet to make another appearance, though you know they havenāt gone far as their scents still waft through the door every so often and you catch the faint sounds of conversation. You have overheard enough to know that Price has been in touch with the base, apparently the team is expected to return within 24 hours now that the storm has broken.Ā
The thought of them leaving you here has a deep ache settling into your chest. Even though it was you who made the offer for them to leave you behind, note you down as MIA, it doesnāt make the reality of it any easier. You just hope they might leave you the motel room for a few days longer, even if they donāt owe it to you. Despite the storm having passed, the temperature outside is still far from forgiving. If you were forced to brave the wild still stuck in this form, the likelihood of survival dwindles exponentially, a fact you know they would be aware of.Ā
Soap has tried a couple times to coax you out into the open, mainly with the offer of food. It was getting harder to deny that you are hungry, the scent of the sandwiches Ghost brought back leeching into your nostrils no matter how hard you try to ignore it. With how ill you were in the previous days, and now being stuck shifted, your body has been without a meal for quite some time and your stomach has become quite persistent with its protests.Ā
You arenāt sure if itās intentional, the way Soap almost taunts you with the food, holding it just far enough from the couch that you would have to step into the open in order to snatch it from his hand. And you know better than to do that, thereās no saying what they plan to do once you are exposed, if Ghost is just waiting for the right moment to grab you while Soap has you distracted. So you stay put, pressing your flank against the peeling paint of the back wall, watching each movement they make from your hideaway.Ā
The slam of a car door draws both of their attention, the noise causing one of your ears to flick toward it. Thereās heavy footsteps trenching through the snow toward the door, based on the smell you know itās Price and Gaz. When the door to the room opens both Ghost and Soap are on their feet, casting one last glance toward you before stepping out into the living room and pulling the door shut behind them with a soft click. Their voices are quiet, as though they donāt want you to hear, but with your sensitive hearing you hardly need to try and decipher the words as the conversation remains clear despite their attempts.
āAny change?ā Priceās voice is rough from the cold, throat slightly hoarse.
āStill dinnae wanna come out, canāt get āem to communicate either,ā Soap says with a deep sigh.Ā
The captain huffs through his nose, ācommand wants us back asap, so weāve run out of time to wait this out.ā
āWhatās the plan?ā Ghost grunts.Ā
āAs soon as we are back on base the sergeants will get them back to the barracks as quickly and discreetly as possible. Iāll stop the humvee by the back entrance to avoid too much attention and then Ghost and I will go return the humvee as normal. If any of the higher ups are waiting on our arrival theyāll be in the vehicle bays, if they question any of your whereabouts, Iāll tell them you have all come down with a mild illness and have been dismissed to the barracks in order to recover. That should buy us at least the rest of the day before being expected for the debrief,ā Price explains, voice methodical and assured.Ā
Soap clears his throat, voice lowering further āand what if they are still stuck by the time we are expected to debrief?ā
You can hear Price shuffle his feet slightly, āthen we cross that bridge when we get there.ā
āNot like you to be without contingency plans,ā Ghost says in return.
āCanāt say this is a scenario I have ever prepared for, if you have suggestions I am more than open to hearing them.ā
It falls silent, clearly none of the other men having a better idea as to the best steps forward. After a few moments, the door to your room pushes open, the captain entering quietly and pulling the door shut behind him.Ā
āDid you hear all that?ā His tone is surprisingly soft, like heās talking to a frightened animal and you suppose in some way he is.Ā
You offer a soft rumble in affirmation, not quite a growl but with enough deepness to make your displeasure toward the plan clear.Ā
Price takes a few careful steps toward you, still far enough that you donāt feel boxed in, but close enough that he can find your eyeline when he crouches down to glance at you, āyou know youāll need to come out from down there, Iād rather you do it on your own volition.ā
The thought of exposing yourself draws a whine from your throat, high pitched and almost pitiful. The captain's voice drops softer in response, holding his hands up in placation, āno oneās gonna hurt you kid, wonāt even touch ya if thatās what you want. But you canāt stay under there forever, we have to head back.ā
Itās not as though you have any other option. You can choose to stay hidden, but itās likely that Price will just move the sofa eventually to get you out. No matter your choice the outcome will be the same, only one will result in an angry captain which is something you would rather avoid.Ā
Slowly, you inch out into the open, tail low in wariness. You donāt move your gaze from him, ready bolt at the sign of sudden movement. Price takes in a sharp breath, sweeping his gaze over your appearance for the first proper view of your shifted shape. You pause a few feet from him, waiting out his reaction with bated breath. His hands are empty along with his holsters, which at least reassures you that thereās low intention to cause you harm, but the sight of disgust from him would still be a damaging experience.
ā.... least no one will pay too much attention to yaā, donāt know what I wouldāve done if you were something exotic or god forbid humongous,ā a small attempt at humour, one you are grateful for. The hackles that had been brimming along your spine lower, ears no longer stiff and alert but instead moving toward relaxed. Price smells⦠calm, which surprises you. Over the smell of guns, cigars and sweat, thereās something distinctly him and though the comfort it brings you is small, it is still a comfort none the less.Ā
āThe others are packing the gear, can take you to the humvee while they're distracted if you want.ā
Itās an offer you werenāt expecting, one that has you perking up in interest. Youād been preparing yourself for the presentation, for Price to force you in front of the group like a show pony on display. Itās⦠thoughtful, which is not a trait you would have ever thought would be displayed in this scenario.Ā
āWant me to carry you out so your paws donāt get damaged on the snow?ā
The idea of being carried has your heart beginning to race. Itās a risky position to be in, unable to get away if you were in danger, at the mercy of the captain completely. Do you trust him enough? Thatās the question you have to ask yourself. If he wanted you dead you already would be by now, but that still doesnāt offer full clarity to his motivation keeping you around. You believe he does want to take you back to the base, which means he will indeed take you to the humvee as offered. You can let your guard down for now, at least for this, then once you're on base you can figure out what exactly he wants from you. As Price said before, you'll cross that bridge when you get there.
Ā His hands are firm but comfortable when he lifts you from the floor, holding you securely against his chest as he carries you out the bedroom and toward the door outside. The others are indeed packing as he had claimed, too busy in their task to offer more than a quick glance toward the captain who has angled himself in front of your body as much as possible to shield you from view.Ā
The air outside is still bitter, your short coat not designed for temperatures this low. Thankfully the humvee is already warming up, the temperature inside much more comfortable. Price places you on the floor of the front passenger seat, the heater blowing directly on you which draws a satisfied huff. The captain offers you a small smile before shutting the door. You are quick to curl up in the footwell, as out of sight as you can be in the limited space.Ā
Itās only a few minutes later that you hear the rear doors open, a cold breeze slipping while the rest of the team load up. You can feel the glances toward you, finally able to make out more of your form. They donāt say anything, for that you are grateful. Itās a long drive back, you just hope that they keep whatever thoughts they have to themselves for the duration.
soft yandere!fairy king with villainess!reader mini-series [chapter one]
warnings: mention of death and violence, fem!reader, explicit language, obsessive behavior, implications of bigotry, fairy!reader, references to the Emily Wilde series by Heather Fawcett and Long Live Evil by Sarah Brennan, smut, minors dni.
Hey guys and welcome~! I had put up a poll about a month ago for what should my next big project be and here it is, another collaboration with the incredibly talented @deathmetalunicorn1! Contrary to our previous mini-series, this one will have some spicy content in it, we hope you're prepared for the heat we'll be dishing out~.
Do you have a favorite book troupe or theme associated with fairies and villains? A least favorite troupe that could definitely be improved on? We would love to hear your thoughts on them in the comments section and how you would react if you found yourself trapped in the pages of a terribly written romantasy manuscript~.
Special thanks to @solxamber for writing her Twisted Wonderland Trash Novel Chronicles that motivated me to write, especially her Azul Ashengrotto piece. I will leave to it the link here and the masterlist if for anyone who are interested in reading them!
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pt. two >
You honestly wonder why you havenāt started your own writing career yet. You didnāt consider yourself the next Ernest Hemingway or Haruki Murakami, but you knew how to write sentences and remove unnecessary exposition so that the characterās actions show rather than tell the storyās narrative. Hence why you are very good at your job as a proofreader at one of the largest publishing houses in the world, blankly staring at the email popped in your inbox just seconds before you closed your laptop for the day.
One unread message from Mira Kingfisher.
You loved and hated her at the same time. Not entirely impossible, but given how many of her authorās manuscripts have graciously plopped on your desk in the last three months alone and youāve polished them into diamonds on tight deadlines without a break, it is. Sheās a brilliant editor and agent who represents her literary darlings incredibly well; if thereās one person who any self-respecting author who writes in the romantasy genre wants to have on their side and promote their books, it is Mira Kingfisher.
So why did she re-send you the godforsaken manuscript that is literally copy-pasting the latest trends on BookTok and possesses zero logic?
You informed Mira via email that despite the record-breaking preorders and the social media hype for this authorās new romantasy novel, the book simply isnāt ready. There were too many subplots, repeated use of the word āgrowlā and āgolden eyesā. Did you mention the author wrote almost all the characters as being breathtakingly beautiful, or so handsome that the entire world fell silent upon seeing them? This is a song and dance thatās already done before, and the hot magical creatures in this manuscript are fairies.
Mira might see the numbers and how much sheāll receive from the royalties and advances, but you see a story that is clearly not ready to be released into the world yet. The manuscript needed extensive revisions! Revisions that take time, and at best you could finish going through all two-hundred-ninety-five pages in three weeks, maybe two months. If the author will read and follow through the list of revisions you had attached in the email last Thursday down to the last letter, then this book is going to be another New York Times bestseller, hell, even become Barnes and Nobleās Best Fantasy Book Year of 2025. But the only one to make those impossible feats possible is to push back the deadline.
Itās highly doubtful that Mira or the author will listen to reason when thereās a huge paycheck on the line, so you have no choice but to show them how extensively you have edited this manuscript with your trusty red pen. Which is why you thanked your lucky stars that you have invested in a state-of-the-art office printer. Reading manuscripts hot off the press makes the job (plus line edits) so much easier than spending more hours staring at your laptop and giving yourself another headache.
It was still beyond your comprehension how this manuscript landed on your desk again after rounds of quality control, but if this is the game that Mira wants to play, fine. You were a professional proofreader and you will soldier on. Inhaling a deep breath through your nose and exhaling through your mouth, you adjusted the settings and listened to your printer get to work after tapping the icon twice with your mouse.
Thirty minutes later, you had a double-sided manuscript sitting in your lap. A large water bottle sat on the coffee table on your left, and the lamp was on the right. You steeled your mind, prayed your remaining sanity wouldnāt be not be shredded after reading this hot mess, and started your S-Rank proofreading quest.
The title of this piece is A Dance of Gold and Glitter. The story follows a bookish Courtly fairy heroine; her motherās staggering military accomplishments as commander of the Fairy Kingās army secured her place as a candidate in the Queenās Trials. The male protagonist is, of course, the all-powerful Fairy King. The courtly and common fairies across the continent of Iayihos answered him. To defy the Fairy King is unthinkable. Heās super strong, and no one knows his true face minus his trusted advisor, blah, blah, blegh. Predictable. Next. An incredibly stupid and vain villainess acting as a foil to the heroineās perseverance and kind heart, thus creating a love triangle between the heroine, the Fairy King, and her apprentice knight childhood friend.
Yay. Cliched troupe number two is check-marked. Moving on.
Someone is killing off the candidates one by one, and everyone automatically assumes the villainess is responsible because she is a fairy who was born with the ability to wield dark magic, which automatically makes others see her as an unredeemable monster as opposed to the pure-hearted and righteous light fairies. No trial, just a swift execution right before the steamy, drawn-out sex scenes between the heroine and the Fairy King. A BJ under the table while the Fairy King holds a meeting with his advisors? Wow! Just wow. Who would have thought of that?
Second love interest gets sent off to war, dies, and the Fairy King comforts his new queen with sex. And thatās how the story ends.
Sorry Mira, but this is not how the story will end.
Click.
Your pen did not stop crossing out or circling paragraphs or adding notes on the sides until it was almost two oāclock in the morning. You were halfway through the manuscript now with the weekend to finish it before showing Mira just how much work her literary darling needs to put into this book. Not through an email; you believe that dropping it on her desk, right on top of her other projects when sheās on her lunch break doom-scrolling is a much more effective method in getting your point across.
You had also been kind enough to include cottage-core sticky notes with detailed suggestions on how to improve certain areas of the manuscript, plus title suggestions because A Dance of Gold and Glitter is very misleading. Why is it even called A Dance of Gold and Glitter when the currency of this fantasy world dictates that a gold coin is as valuable as copper? Hopefully Mira can help her client figure that out, at least. Thatās why she gets paid to do besides promoting books and acting as a middle-man between her darlings and the publishing company.
Now? You needed to sleep.
Placing the manuscript gingerly on the coffee table and the red pen on the side, you stood up from the couch before stretching your arms over your head. What you did not realize is that at when your big toe slammed the foot of said furniture piece, two things happened. You lost your balance, careening forward, and landed on top of a pile of paperbacks; the novels you had the honor to polish up into the bestsellers they are today, yet still didnāt have a place on your shelves because they are already full of books youāve read. The woes of being a professional and chronically tired proofreader in the world of literary mediocrity.
You swore under your breath, rubbing the sore area for a moment before making your way to the back bedroom to perform your usual nightly slash early morning routine.
The final thought you had before the sweet, comforting blankets of your bed lulled you into darkness is that you hoped that this time, Mira Kingfisher will listen to your grievances or else A Dance of Gold and Glitter will turn into a catastrophic clusterfuck that could cost the company thousands and many die-hard readers who loved the authorās previous works.
Then nothing. Just peaceful silence amidst the humming of your ceiling fan.
When you woke up, the first thing you realize is that an antler chandelier hangs above your head, and you know that the walls of your humble abode donāt look like someone carved them from the inside of a mountain because youāre not that rich. Your precious Egyptian cotton sheets? Gone, replaced with a myriad of tawny and onyx pelts. You still had a pillow, so that was one positive note in this weird-ass situation. It still doesnāt explain why your head hurts like a bitch. And why are there feathers on the bed?
A glance at the ornate mirror hanging on the other side of this bizarre room confirms your worst fear: an impeccable beauty with the face of a goddess was staring back at you with jewel-blue eyes that glowed under the dim lighting of the torches mounted on either side of the mirror. Pointed ears poked out from the curtain of long, lustrous jet-back hair cascaded over her bare shoulders and past her lower back. Her tits were huge.
Authors portrayed the villainess as a femme fatale, using charm and gorgeous looks to achieve her goals and secure her power. Now? It seems the universe thrust you into the villainessās body, finding amusement in watching a proofreader survive in this world, destined for execution so the heroine might achieve a happy ending. But the worst part is that you couldnāt find the energy to scream, to panic, or cry because you were still so damned tired.
Yes, having opposed Conservative plans for surveillance of the bank accounts of benefits claimants, now they're in government Labour's ableist ghouls have decided to put these proposals back on the table.
This would basically mean anyone claiming benefits - disabled people, people in low-paid and insecure employment, pensioners - would be treated as a likely criminal. Our bank accounts would be subject to surveillance. The discriminatory and invasive nature of these proposals should be clear to anyone. Labour's bottom line is, if you're disabled, if you're elderly and in need, if you're poor, you're suspect.
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wooooo guest culture + sign language + how it affects our guest cast headcanons!! well half headcanon half au because it is pretty divergent at some points
uh there's two main sign languages used in robloxia, one by admins and one by guests. (ofc there's plenty of people who use neither and have their own home signs for stuff, esp people who fall into neither of those categories and didn't have access to resources for learning either)
guests are pretty heavily discriminated against (which is why most of them are capital d Dead nowadays) and due to this it's seen as more "proper" to use/learn admin-sign. schools prioritize teaching admin-sign, but it's still pretty far behind most other languages because of Ableism šŖšŖš„š„
one of the few exceptions to the preference towards admin-sign is for hackers, both because there's a LOT of guest hackers (driven towards hacking because of desperation) and also for the tactical advantage of admins not knowing what the fuck you're saying. hacker guest-sign is its own dialect, actually! a few signs do differ from the "base" language. this does unfortunately bring more stigma to guest-sign and guests as a whole which Sucks but yāknow the stigma was going to happen no matter what, it just happened in this specific way this time. A lot of guests are very chill with hackers because, yk, they get it.
names are handled differently than most other cultures. Guests pretty usually go by their assigned number, although later in life chose a "true name" that they go by with close friends/family. They often don't care how you pronounce their number because the sign for it will be the same anyways. (True names often don't have translations into vocal language, because they're often unique signs) (same with the use of "true nameā; it has its own sign that isn't translatable into other languages, true name is the best approximation) It's fairly common for Guests to have multiple true names and use them for different sets of people/different situations (I think 1337 would have a name roughly similar to "shrapnel" [for use during rounds] and 666 would have one roughly similar to "hurricane* [xe used it during xyr hacker days])
Because of the way guest's names work, the signs for number/name are the same! there is a sign for true names, but it is deemed offensive for non-guests to use it. if you're a non-guest you have to sign "my number is [just a normal ass name]", although this is often translated into English as "I go by [name]"
a lot of guests hate admins, especially builderman, for having the GALL to make them in his image and then also take their voices and control over their own bodies away. also not being able to change their appearance SUCKS for any and every transgender quest (of which there are many) which is partially why so many were hackers.
guest discrimination is its own thing in-universe but it's definitely very closely tied to racism + ableism + classism and it has a lot of the same affects those have.
666 was actually a very prominent hacker. they were in the process of dabbling when they and noob cut off, but after that she went off the deep end. it's one of the most infamous guest hackers out there, being very skilled at avoiding bans and admins, and xe kinda took up the mantle of being a "guest protector" of sorts. very heavily punishing places & people known to be against guests. most non-guests thought they were terrifying, and most guests thought they were fucking awesome.
1337 & 666 both have to deal with micro aggressions (very often unintentional) from the other survivors/killers which sucks bad.
Noob & 007n7 have to translate for 1337. and one time someone asked "why don't you translate for Taph tooā (taph uses admin-sign) it took a lot of restraint for Noob & 007n7 to not punch them. And even when being translated it feels like people will talk more to the translator than to 1337 himself. Taph has probably accidentally made offensive remarks toward him which is never fun, especially when theyāre the only other survivor who canāt speak. It took a long while for anyone to actually try to learn guest-sign even after 1337 gets forsakened; it takes 1337 having a breakdown and blowing up at someone about it for anyone to actually realize how important it is to him. even after, when people ask 1337 to slow down so they can understand him better, they often won't listen when he asks them to do the same for vocal languages. (That isn't his first language give him a break!!!) They all get better at it over time, of course, because they're not being assholes on purpose. But maybe that's almost worse.
666 also has it pretty hard considering xe lost a lot of dexterity when transforming. she can barely sign anymore (not to mention only having 4 claws on each hand instead of 5 fingers, which means a lot less to work with) and she has a hard time writing too. (new hands + less dexterity double whammy). the people paw likes the most are c00lkidd and Noli, because both know guest-sign and paw doesnāt have to go through the mental struggle of translating their words (heavy brain fog from The Specter). Even if xe canāt communicate back, itās nice enough. Eventually Jason gets in on it too - i hc he never learned any sign language, but still canāt speak - and heās super excited to have other people finally understand him.
Charlotte technically can speak - but it hurts, she doesnāt like it, and her voice is quiet/raspy anyways. She prefers to sign but is often forced not to in school because of stupid ableist rules about āgang signsā. It sucks even more now that her dad is dead and her biggest tether to her culture is justā¦gone. In a hypothetical killer!Charlotte au sheād get along great with c00lkidd because they could actually sign to each other, and Charlotteās never met a kid her age who knew guest-sign.
anyway āļø letās fucking go
WE MADE IT TO THIS ASK!!!!! WOOOOO MILESTONE ACHIEVED /silly /ref
JESUS CHRIST THIS IS SO COOL???? WHO LET YOU COOK???? GET BACK IN THE KITCHEN THIS IS SO FIRE HOLYYYY... admin sign and guest sign,.., hesuyiehiuasyguh...... we're adding that to our personal worldbuilding for roblox thankiess HEJSEG
anytime there is infighting I just ask myself, who earns from this?
you can argue to me that ace people are not really queer and that transmascs are not as oppressed as transfem or that transfem are not as oppressed as transmascs or that hypervisibility and hyperinvisibility are not equally issues or that nonbinary people are just confused and that aromantic allosexual people are predators or that xenogenders give trans people a bad look or that this or that is a slur and this group can't say it and this other group can or that pronouns mean gender or that gender means transition goals or that multigender or genderfluid people should pick a side or that men aren't really oppressed so they can't talk about it or that intersex people are not oppressed for being queer or that ASAB language is not a replacement for a gender binary or that TMA/TME is an accurate descriptor of oppression for hours.
or you could turn around and help me fight the queerphobia that is killing, kidnapping, raping and erasing our community
I was watching an interview by Sepideh Moafi, and she was talking about how Al-Hashimi's first thought when faced with push back, justified or not, is to wonder if it is due to her being a brown woman, to think if she would be treated differently, especially preferably if she was a white man.
However, every time she mentions that I keep coming back, to that Instagram video I saw from a resident that talked about a type of female attending that would use their womanhood as a shield against criticism. Constantly deflecting criticism by saying that the criticism stems from them being women, and that if they were men they were praised for their behaviour.
A thing I have been working through in therapy is the concept of the borders of responsibility, which we use in regards to my unhealthy behavioural patterns. At what point it stops being the environment's responsibility and starts being mine? Where do I start taking accountability?
And I think this is also applicable in the question of discrimination, especially systematic one. You cannot assume that there is no systematic discrimination, but acting as if everything stems from that outside source and never due to someone's own behaviour is just as bad.
I often see it in certain individuals from groups that have a long history of discrimination. Those people come into every situation ready for a fight, on the look out for every hint that they are facing any type of discrimination or micro-aggresion. Often time, those people are absolut assholes that refuse to accept any criticism of their actions.
It's a specific type of the "refusing accountability" behaviour that stems from internalised world view where you are never allowed to be more than your oppression, which is a type of internalised racism and sexism of itself.
And Baran Al-Hashimi is doing exactly that.
Does she face less favourable treatment, impossible standarts and or "special" treatment because of the fact that she is a Brown Persian woman with an Arabic last name? Absolutely.
Is it the source of any and all pushback and criticism she faces? Fuck no.
But her first instinct is always to look outwards, to blame her oppression before she looks inwards, and that is both understandable and absolutely infuriating.
(You can also talk about how men are socially conditioned to shift the blame outwards and women are socially conditioned to shift blame inward, so Al-Hashimi feels so off sometimes because she is indulging in what is socially considered a masculine trait while also exhibiting a very strong socially feminin traits but that is a different thing)