Disco Elysium thinky thoughts & fic concept

Not to get toooo sexy on main but

I actually played an intensely cerebral Harry Du Bois in Disco Elysium, but there's repeated comments about his physicality—girthy biceps, 60kg lifts, the apparent cardiovascular endurance of an ultrarunner—that kind of make me think thinky thoughts about this other, implied kind of Harry.

There's this dynamic of Harry having no episodic and patchy semantic memories, poor impulse control, poor judgment and serious mood instability, while Kim is 98% of the critical thinking as well as, variously, both an enabler and the brakes on Harry's... less prosocial impulses.

I would like... horny disco elysium fic in which Harry really relaxes into being a thoughts-free semi-feral attack dog for Kim. Kim—a man who thinks it's ideal that the mechanics of his gun mean he has to think about every single bullet he loads—has complicated, sexy feelings about being in this much control of someone who is very, very dangerous under the right circumstances. And Harry gets to look upon him with blind trust and feel powerful and impressive and useful and like a good boy. Can't make decisions for himself without them going to shit, anyway. Isn't it nice to be on the leash?

(Also I hope Jean gets him back and has a complete meltdown about it because that would be funny to me, thank you.)

But I also think it is unreasonably sexy that your Harry can roll certain very physical skills, dig a bullet out of a week-old corpse's soft palate, and then give it to Kim like a carefully-wrapped, hard-won trophy. That's good work, Kim says, and some quiet voice in Harry's head goes: oh, he's really pleased.

Yeah he is.

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I was just thinking about this yesterday and I think it would be fun to do a whole horrible case like this.

I've never really tried writing with the skills before so it's interesting to see how much character information you can leverage into a short scene. There's probably stuff I'd do differently if I was putting this in a longer form story but it sure is interesting

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DERELICT SEASIDE WAREHOUSE—It is dim, draughty and cold. Sand and grit gather in the corners of this abandoned warehouse. It looks, and smells, as though it hasn't seen daylight in years. Not until you broke down the door today.

The light is still bad.

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