afraidinthebeginning:

mostenviousofyou:

Aahh, but you see, that’s why we’re so different. Owen’s never loved me. Probably protectively in that greedy nature of his, but no, never really loved me. Died plenty of times knowing that first hand. [bitter smile] But that’s not going to stop me from being me.

Though now you got me changing topics. So what pray tell do you accomplish by taking pictures and filming my ass? Please don’t tell me it’s some fetish, that’ll just be so awkward.

It wasn’t just your ass. I was recording you in general. Whoever decided to edit it figured it was your ass I was trying to focus on. Idiots of course.

The plan was to get video of you looking vulnerable and let it surface so Owen sends you to me, so I can tell you that Owen will never have you like he has me. Nor, will you ever be him, it’s unfortunate, I know, that this time you were so close to him from the beginning…

I’m not threatening… But, I’d rather not have a repeat of the knife.

Ah, so then just as planned, Hm? [the Jealousy is just bubbling inside of him and he takes calculated breaths smiling through all of it] I don’t need a broken record to keep telling me these things.

[he grit his teeth at the last part] And I’m in complete control…I made a mistake. There’s no crime for that.

afraidinthebeginning:

mostenviousofyou:

[That ebbing sensation came over him when Envy spiked into his attitude and he felt almost that same tinge of dislike for Fear as he did for Fortuna. He smiled nonetheless.]

Oh? If you’re so certain of that, then why are you so keen on telling me such? Not confident enough in your own ability? Fearing he’ll leave you like he does all the rest?

Silly little boy.

Your brother is mine.  He loves me, more than he did her.  He loves me more than his need to just own me.

It’s…  Well, one could say it’s almost to the point where I’ve got Greed to do whatever I want.

You.  Won’t.  Have him.

As for whose recording you, that would be me.  It’s easiest to get you alone when your brother worries for you and thinks I’ll help.  I love him.  I’m not letting him go to you, or her.  And this time, he loves me too.

Aahh, but you see, that’s why we’re so different. Owen’s never loved me. Probably protectively in that greedy nature of his, but no, never really loved me. Died plenty of times knowing that first hand. [bitter smile] But that’s not going to stop me from being me.

Though now you got me changing topics. So what pray tell do you accomplish by taking pictures and filming my ass? Please don’t tell me it’s some fetish, that’ll just be so awkward.

afraidinthebeginning:

mostenviousofyou:

If that’s some horrible attempt at a joke because of what I am, I’m not laughing. [deflection is the best tool he has]

I know you’re aware of it.

I don’t need you to hide it from me at all… But… Let me say this, Owen is mine, you don’t need to compete for him, it won’t happen…

[That ebbing sensation came over him when Envy spiked into his attitude and he felt almost that same tinge of dislike for Fear as he did for Fortuna. He smiled nonetheless.]

Oh? If you’re so certain of that, then why are you so keen on telling me such? Not confident enough in your own ability? Fearing he’ll leave you like he does all the rest?

afraidinthebeginning:

mostenviousofyou:

…

I don’t understand.

You want him.  You want to be him

It doesn’t bother me.  Not too terribly.

If that’s some horrible attempt at a joke because of what I am, I’m not laughing. [deflection is the best tool he has]

afraidinthebeginning:

mostenviousofyou:

• afraidinthebeginning

Checking up on me?

Please tell me this is about the stalker and not something else.

Among other things…

Mainly given what I’ve recorded of you two, the way you look at Owen makes it hard for me to focus on much else.

…

I don’t understand.

• afraidinthebeginning

Checking up on me?

Please tell me this is about the stalker and not something else.

yourfortuneismine:

mostenviousofyou:

Maybe it is.

I wouldn’t put it past you if you weren’t.

I hope not. You won’t catch me dead in Florida. It’s the land of Republicans and geezers.

Oh come on, he looked like he went a few rounds with Muhammad Ali on a regular basis, what makes you think I’d want to have him so much as shine my shoes? Speaking of, he couldn’t dress himself to safe his life.

Don’t be so dramatic. It’s not that bad.

I’m not the one that implanted the idea in my head. You probably thought of it once or twice. [just goading him now]

magpiemagician:

mostenviousofyou:

Nothing to be sorry about. Everyone gets tired most of the time, it’s not a big deal.

Heh. Right. So, anyway, how’re you doing, hotshot?

Unreasonably cold. My space heater was stolen from me by a bunch of elder women.

If I was rude, I’d take it back by force.