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Pre-Debut vTuber who likes to write and journal ~ Feel free to DM! ~ Twitter: https://twitter.com/Clarity_Soleil ~ Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCHaC4ptkVUQeB1FncR_BZDQ
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Book Reviews
Gonna start posting book reviews! Let's see if I'm based or a goober. Or like, a based goober. 'Cause both are plausible options.
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vTuber Journal (Inviting Company)
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I feel like I could cry- my friends are all so amazing. Whenever I forget that I’m capable of great things, they’re always there- reminding me and encouraging me to keep going, to keep getting better. They have faith in me that can spark up and ignite the courage that I’d felt diminishing.
The world is big and scary, and society is always telling us this or that, or automatically making it so we grow up feeling as if we have to compare ourselves to others and their successes. What would I be right now, if not for having such an amazing support circle? The kind that reminds me that I’m a good person. That I can make the world a better and more interesting place.
They remind me of the achievements I’ve made that slip my mind or simply never registered with me in the first place. Completed projects, acts of kindness, and the progression of my skills in regards to drawing, writing, and becoming more outspoken and brave.
I’m so very grateful for everything I have.
But I realize in this process of thinking that not everyone has this same kind of support or thinking. And it’s difficult to think about just how much those people may be struggling because of that void…
I would like to make a community- a warm and welcoming community of creators. Not for chasing clout, but for building up each other’s confidence and skills- sharing tips and tricks and rooting for one another no matter the circumstances.
I don’t know how things will turn out, but I can only try and hope for the best. This is an informal invitation to my Discord server, where we’ll be becoming better, stronger, more well rounded individuals together. This space is open for artists, writers, creators, supporters, and most importantly- those seeking to become a vTuber or PNGtuber.
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If anyone has an interest in joining, please message me and I will give you a direct link to the Discord server.
Please keep in mind that this is a test run, and not everything is as spic and span as it could be. As well as this, we could use a couple of mods if anyone is willing, but it would be strictly volunteer work, as I don’t currently have any funding with which to compensate…
I hope this can be your safe space to grow and learn, not unlike the surroundings that have helped me for so long. Whether this community becomes big or small, all I care for is helping to create more opportunities for bonding and developing ourselves.
Thank you for reading my post. I greatly appreciate it.
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Coming Home (Inspired)
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This particular work was inspired by the soundtrack "Merry-Go-Round of Life" from Howl's Moving Castle. Written in hopes that the warmth of Spring comes back soon, but also in celebrating warm thoughts during the cold.
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The stone underneath the boy’s shoes echoed against the narrow confines of the alleyway around him. There was a chill in the air, just cool enough to not feel entirely unpleasant. A welcome change from the biting cold a few days prior that seeped into his winter coat and threatened to make him shake like tree branches in the accompanying, blizzard-like wind.
Winter was dreadful, and the constantly cloudy, gray skies only magnified this feeling. Though, the boy saw for himself that this was okay. Everything would be perfectly fine, for he had something to brighten the skies himself… the promise of reuniting with his older sister.
Spring was to come soon, this much he knew. And when the day came for the flowers to push through the blanket of soil, they would bring with them a warm shower of rain and sunshine. But warmer still, would be her return.
When the nights grow longer, and the snow blankets the pathways to make them dangerous with ice shortly after, he reminds himself of that promise… And this is more than enough to keep him moving forward.
The image of the souvenirs she’d almost certainly gotten him during her journey were not but an accessory in comparison to having her loving company once more.
Being able to share his achievements with her, and the news of how much taller and smarter he’d become.
Allowing himself room to talk about the fairy tales that none of the other townspeople seemed to care for.
And knowing that she would smile and encourage him no matter what he did, because that was how she had always been.
She would be returning home… And yet, it felt more appropriate to say both were. Because she was his.
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vTuber Journal (Entry # 2)
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1-15-23
Today, I helped my mother move into her dream apartment. She’s been very excited during the time she’s been waiting for it, and I’m glad we’re finally getting her where she’d like to be.
My brother came along to help as well, and he brought with him a friend named Cory. (Not their real name) I’ve met Cory before, but he’s closer to my brother than he is to me or our mother.
Even so, not all heroes wear capes. It was a last second request, but still- he came with us to help move whatever he could. There were many things to take care of, so we were very grateful… And he did all of this with little to no sleep, on a cold Sunday, with a bad hangover- no questions asked and no complaints whatsoever.
What an amazing person, and what an amazing act.
Another friend of ours helped us by driving and organizing everything in the truck securely.
Two more people assisted us when they saw us moving furniture into the apartment building, even though we were strangers to them.
Sometimes I forget, just like so many others do. But the world can actually be a really amazing place… Not just in the sense that other people can help make your day better, but also in the sense that you can do these kinds of things, too.
I would love to take on these habits, this willingness to give a helping hand even when it might be difficult or inconvenient for me.
What might be a little uncomfortable to me, could actually mean a great deal to someone else. I want to cultivate more energy that I can share with others to make their day better- to make their struggles easier… And since I’m more naturally inclined towards the creative or conversational aspects of living, I’ve found that I get a great deal of joy from making others smile and laugh with the things that I do.
The things that I say, the things that I write or draw…
I’m very happy to say I was able to give two of the smaller streamers that I like their very first fan art pieces. They deserved it, in my eyes, and it seemed to have made them happy.
In turn, I became happier as well.
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In Worlds Like These (Inspired)
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Inspired by Genshin Impact's "Twilight Serenity" soundtrack and created for Poetry Night on a Discord server I frequent. It's a collection of haikus, formatted to in a way one might say them aloud- before breaking that pattern at the end with the final line.
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The lull of a dream
Wherein the stars lie ahead,
And tickle your skin (1)
All at once, you see,
The clarity of that light,
And the shadows cast (2)
Tentative footsteps,
Tapping along the stone path,
And creating sound (3)
Transparent ripples,
We can feel it all around,
We sense your spirit (4)
It draws us in too,
And we gather together,
We share, and we sing (5)
A feather light string,
Weak, and yet strong, it guides us,
We meet up again (6)
A bond so brittle,
With tender care became strong,
How lucky we are (7)
In worlds like this one,
Where the winds can take you home,
And gods bestow gifts, (8)
It's almost as if… we’ve known each other all along.
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Master List
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Clarity Sol: vTuber, Streamer, General Content Creator
Hello! Welcome to my Tea Shop, where I like to drink matcha, free write, and journal about my learning experiences. I hope we can get along :)
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Free Writing
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Short works I write on a whim, as a challenge, or upon request.
A Good Day
Touka
Billowing (Inspired by Genshin)
Daytime Lullaby
In Worlds Like These (Inspired by Genshin)
Coming Home (Inspired by Howl's Moving Castle)
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vTuber Journal
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Join me as I learn new things, make new friends, and work to become the best version of myself that I can be! See the top of my blog for links to my Youtube Channel and Twitter page :)
Entry # 1 (Practicing Japanese)
Entry # 2 (Gratitude and Giving)
Entry # 3 (Inviting Company)
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Daytime Lullaby
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For a "write a song" challenge; I have no idea how to write music, so I tried my hand at making a more poetic lullaby.
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The Earth’s awake, but all is still,
There’s sunlight through your window sill,
The rays cascade throughout the room,
And in gentle shadows your soul consumed
Your thoughts adrift, your body present,
Lungs taking air,
It all feels pleasant
You’re far away, but not far at all,
Connected to the forest, your bed, the walls
Baby bunny,
Hopping through the clouds,
With those ears of yours you sleep, although the world is loud,
You feel the wind caress your fur; and smile in your dreams,
Content in mind, content in heart,
Whatever could it mean?
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Billowing (Inspired)
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Inspired by 'A Storm, A Spire, and A Sanctum (Dvalin's Nest)', from the Genshin Impact soundtrack. Part one of the 'Inspired By' series
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Quietly, though not as quietly as she’d have liked, the girl tiptoed and pranced about the darkness of the living room, heart racing in excitement as she sent a glance over her shoulder one more time. The coast was clear, and she was finally free…
Her fingers made quick work of the lock, the only sign she’d even turned it being the tiniest of clinks!
And in a few short moments, she was outside. A cool and gentle breeze brushing her cheeks and the tips of her ears. Her lips turning upwards, happiness filling her heart at the sensations of the outdoors.
She gazed out around her, down towards the grass swaying with the wind. Upwards, to the trees following their lead. And upwards still, to the night sky she so desired to see up close and personal. Wide eyes laid upon the stars, the multicolored lights, the moon, the clouds- Everything.
The girl stood, and she breathed in the freshest air she’d had all day. Something about this act- This simple, small act of sneaking out every night to simply feel and observe everything it had to offer from the front porch…
It was one of the most freeing experiences she’d ever had the pleasure of knowing.
The billowing of her nightgown against her legs was everything she needed it to be, and more. The rustling of the leaves filled her with a sense of contentment and ease.
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Touka
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Touka stood in place, rocking on their heels as they absentmindedly stared out of the open window of the shop and out into the city of trees around them. They watched as people strolled from place to place, caught up in their own conversations and plans as they made their way wherever they were headed.
A nice looking couple walking across one of the many rope bridges and laughing... A trio of children around Touka’s age poking and jeering at one another as they sat on one of the various barred off ledges held by branches… Even the birds seemed to be in a good mood, getting along with the squirrels- Or uh… At least tolerating them more than usual…
Despite their desire to go out and enjoy it with everyone else, it made Touka feel excited and happy for it to be such good weather... Content at seeing the liveliness of the community even if she couldn’t fully enjoy it with them.
Normally, as a consequence for their heavenly abode in the treetops, there would be many a cold and shady day. But the sun seemed insisten this time around to brighten everything up underneath the ancient leaves. The pattern they cast amongst the sunlight was gorgeous and satisfying, and the warmth of the light and breezy air felt amazing on her face.
Tightening her hold on her mother’s hand as they move up in line to barter and haggle with the breadmaker, Touka feels all at once present, and yet very far away. Almost as if her heart was soaring out of her chest and into a world of future potential… But at the same time, enjoying the current atmosphere.
Yes… A good day indeed.
Even when her legs became tired from tailing her mother, completing tasks and chores from high noon to sunset, silence enveloping them all the while... It was a good day.
Her mother had been complacent this time. Touka was grateful for the opportunity to drift off into her mind- Taking it and soaking up every single second. Her feet hurt, but it was a good kind of hurt. She would sleep well tonight from the effort expended to ensure they had food on the table and light coming from within their lanterns.
Home…
Even as her mother prepared for the next grueling day of work, as Touka's stomach remained barely filled by the rations collected from their trades, and as the moonlight streamed into their rounded, dusty windows… It was a good day.
That night, as the owls sang their song, Touka stared out one such window, resting her chin in her hands as she cast her gaze skywards, to the stars hidden beyond a sea of green. Her eyes shone brightly, and happiness claimed her even as she was pulled away and placed into her bed- the lantern that had once been flickering inside the room turned off as her mother left to retire in her own abode. The sound of the matriarch’s footsteps familiar and welcome.
It wasn’t long before Touka’s eyes fluttered shut, though her pupils had been closed off to any such beams as the sun, the stars, or the lantern, her soul still glimmered with light. The girl, conscious of her comfort and discomfort, had a bright future ahead of her…
The owls along their treetops carried her into her dreamland once more, for rest and preparation.
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A Good Day
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A smile was present on her lips as her toes tapped along the floor in whatever pattern she saw fit, body swaying to the beat of whatever song captured her heart at any given time. Her mood was about as bouncy as her movements, hands waving to and fro and head bobbing up and down. A dance for no one else but her to see in the full body mirror set against the wall of her living room.
The environment around her changed as she moved- Slowly becoming spic and span as she did nothing but enjoy the setting around her. The clutter on the floor cleared to make room for her, and though confusion was aplenty- Her surroundings allowed such a thing to flow freely from her fingertips and her expression.
Excitement captured her quickly, a promise of a good future within her grasp despite the circumstances. An optimistic giggle escaped the confines of her lips, the muted sound echoing and shaking within her lungs for a brief moment before exiting her experience altogether.
Her good mood may not stay forever. In fact, it was assured that it wouldn’t be ever present. Fading just as quickly as the laughter she let out not even moments ago. But so long as she kept to her beliefs, as long as she sought the correct company and held herself within her arms, she could achieve just about anything she sought out to do.
Compassion... I thank you for giving this beautiful soul a go.
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vTuber Journal (Entry # 1)
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1-12-23
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(10:19 PM)
Currently, I’m watching Minase Rio from Uproar play Omori. It’s not a live broadcast, but I’m having a lot of fun regardless. And I’ve been catching what he’s saying here and there, which is exciting!
I’m going to keep practicing Japanese so that I can become fluent and help connect people together. Let’s see where I last left off in my notes…
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(10:26 PM)
Well I remember the words for my notes, for the most part. But I’ll definitely need to be brushing up on them again tomorrow morning. For now, I’ll just mark down some of the things I manage to roughly understand during the stream.
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Game: “Are you naming the boy Rio?”
Minase: “Yes. I’m Rio, so…”
Game: (Sonny appears)
Minase: “Isn’t this Omori-Kun?” *
Minase: Scary…
Minase: I was frightened/surprised *
Minase: Is it here?
Minase: Mama, where is the kitchen??
Minase: Sleep? Do I sleep?
Game: (Sonny wakes up)
Minase: I woke up *
Minase: I want to run away *
Minase: (in regards to Sonny) I don’t want to look outside (そとみたくない)
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* While writing the translation for this, I realized I didn’t fully understand [じゃ ね]
So I googled it, and after a couple moments or so of getting the wrong translation using romaji alone- I kept getting redirected to [じゃあね], I finally figured it out using a translator and a Japanese keyboard. Now I know the difference! :D
* The word he said, [びくりした] I’ve heard this used a lot before. Looking at the way it’s formed, it makes sense for this to be a past tense word. It was just used informally, so I didn’t recognize it right away! Interesting!
So like if you said [べんきょうしました] “I studied” informally- it would be [べんきょうした] instead. So present tense for being surprised would be [びくるいする] “frighten”
I have to wonder if the translation would be more accurate to surprise or frighten though, since both seem to be used in what I’ve seen. Maybe “shocked” is what it could better be compared to?
* Here, he merely used the phrase [おきた] which, despite Google translate trying to trick me, I’m pretty sure acts as the informal past tense version of [おきる] -the base verb that means “wake/get up”
* I heard [にげたい] and figured on past experience that it translated to “want to run” from the base verb [にげる] but I didn’t understand the part at the end. The full phrase said was [にげたいなこれ] and translating it on Google didn’t help much since it just gave me the same translation I came up with in the first place. I don’t understand the particle [な] but I do know that [これ] pretty much translates to “this”
Perhaps what Rio actually had said was: “I want to run away from this”
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(11:23)
A lot of my time during this was actually spent figuring out and translating new things to help complete my knowledge of what I already knew. This is a really fun way of learning!
Okay, last note- I’m pretty sure Rio got confused when Sonny was able to use the microwave because he said “He ya no denki”- “He ya” being room, and “denki” meaning electricity. I figured as such even before googling it because of Kaminari Denki from BNHA. And I was CORRECT!
I think he was asking something like “This room has electricity??”- considering the fact that the power was supposed to be out in the story.
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