Also, concept, i love the whole white hat au, and the whole white hat comes in and hits on/gets with flug and black hat’s like insanely jealous thing -
but also consider - white hat comes in, hits on flug, flug’s all ‘oh no i’m sorry i don’t feel that way about you/i already have feelings for someone else’ and white hat, being a gentleman, is like ‘oh absolutely, I apologize, i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable’
so everything’s good
but then white hat is like ‘it’s my idiot counterpart isn’t it?’ and flug’s like ‘well i mean i don’t know what would make you say - ‘ and white hat’s just ‘you know he gets insanely jealous right?’
cue flug and white hat conspiring to make black hat jealous, but not actually doing anything. like wh will just be chillin in the lab and bh walks in and he’s like ‘quick lets look gay’
YOU DONT LIVE THERE ANYMORE — give me a plot where MUSE A’s girlfriend just passed away, from whatever reason we decide, and hes been taking it hard.
maybe he’s started using to numb the pain. cue taking the long way home just so he can drive by her old apartment, breakfasts alone at their favorite restaurant, a hazy state of mind where he insists that he sees her out in public places. now fast-forward at least six months, and he’s starting to do better. has himself a new distraction, be it a job or a new girl or whatever. and he’s driving home from said distraction and coincidentally passes by his late girlfriend’s apartment. it’s when he looks up at her window that he notices the new tenant, MUSE B, dancing around in her living room, and the resemblance she has to his girlfriend is enough to force him out of his car and right to her front door. of course, MUSE B isn’t her, but MUSE A is so desperate to talk to her at this point that he makes up some story about how he’s there to fix something so he can come inside.
ok but a plot where muse a is the leader/part of this really dangerous and famous gang and almost everyone knows who muse a is, the horrible things they have done, how skilled they are at whatever weapon they like the most, how they have no mercy and will either kill you in matters of seconds or torture you until you’re begging for death. they’re cold, they’re calculating, rumor has it they lack a heart and soul,, but then, THEN, there’s muse b; pure, innocent, maybe shy and awkward ( or not, up to u?? )personality is cute as fuck, a marshmallow that needs to be protected, and well, muse a really wants to protect them in the moment their eyes land on muse b, even if they don’t know them at all because ‘dude they look so fucking fragile someone is going to hurt them wtf the fuck’. and one day, after days ( or weeks ) of muse a admiring muse b from afar they decide to approach them someway somehow, and poor muse b is clueless abt who muse a really is at first. this could be so angsty and fluffy and just !!!!! i Want
[…] He shrugged. “Nothing,” he said. “Except that my life, for the most part, has been very stale and colorless. Dead, I mean. The world has always been an empty place to me. I was incapable of enjoying even the simplest things. I felt dead in everything I did.”