This is a final rewrite of my original self-insert Psychonauts fanfics that I started when I was in middle school. Technically, the first of them wasn't the selfship one; it was the SEQUEL that I started for selfship reasons. THAT was the story that I got incredibly fixated on for many years, eventually rewriting the beginning of it multiple times. Well, now I've got to scrap it and try to piece together something from its remains.
The original story, which I wrote back in 2007-2008, saw me going through the events at Whispering Rock alongside Raz and then waiting back at camp while the crew went to save Truman. After the action died down, I was allowed to stay at the camp because I was technically homeless. Sasha and Milla were also staying back at the camp for a couple weeks until were scheduled to fly back to New York. I think I lifted the headcanon of the NY Psychonauts Headquarters from a Sasha Nein blog way back in the day, but that's just another piece of broken lore now.
The final iteration of the sequel had Milla throwing a little party to say goodbye on their penultimate day at Whispering Rock. When the party finally came to a close, Sasha and I got pretty intimate and ultimately wound up finally fucking after the weeks of sexual tension finally came to a head. After that point, the story was largely about me dealing with the fact that Sasha knocked me up and Sasha dealing with the fact that he has feelings for me even though he doesn't want to. It's all very angsty and was clearly crafted during my teen years.
Anyway, the story comes to a climax when we all fly to Germany to meet up with Sasha's estranged father to introduce him to his grandson and hopefully repair Sasha's relationship with his old man. Sasha and I were pretending to be married as we had been known to do for certain public occasions, but Sasha proposed to me the night we get there, making it clear to me how he feels and that he's accepted his feelings at last.
Unfortunately, I can't keep it that way anymore, and there isn't enough room for a slow-burn romance when you take into account the canon of Rhombus of Ruin and Psychonauts 2. Now I just have to figure out how to keep the very general idea of the story the same while also taking into account the fact that the canon of Psychonauts 2 completely breaks my sequel. I'm probably just going to have to go back and make sure that there's plenty of sexual tension right from the get-go.
And... after thinking about it now, I'm not even 100% sure I want to take this story the route of the originals now. It won't feel the same if I try to mold it in the image of the story that came before it, I know that much. Maybe it would still hit those deliciously angsty and weirdly kinky spots for me if I did end up taking that path, though. Who knows? I'll play around with it in my head for a bit and I guess you'll see if you decide to read it.
I hope you enjoy my incredibly gay self-indulgence.