#other than the excerpt

[touchingmadness]

Camp Nano Progress Update #1

The first week of Camp Nano is complete, and I'm actually really happy with my progress! I expected this month to be a little rough for me, since I'm usually pretty active in the (currently shut down for good reason) Nano forums and tend to use the energy of other writers to bolster me through the event. And yeah, I'm writing a lot less than I would be under those conditions. But I'm still writing, and I'm still enjoying what I'm writing, and that's what really matters to me.

Excerpt:

You spend the rest of the day loitering around a city that would be far more beautiful if it wasn’t smack dab in the middle of tourist season. Instead, the streets and beaches are teeming with well-off people getting away from their well-off lives and generally spoiling the atmosphere with their existence. You can’t help but feel bad for the people who live here, even if you’re sure they make a pretty penny off of these people. And so will you, it seems, when Soren nudges you with a smirk and proceeds to nick the coin purse right off of a wealthy man’s belt. It takes everything in you not to gape at him, but you do cast around your gaze discreetly. The menace is subtle and slick, good with his fingers and anything that requires him to be quiet and look innocent, but this is something entirely different than what you’re used to from him. Sure, he’ll pilfer anything left unattended for too long, but pickpocketing is a whole other game. You have no objections – these people could do with lighter pockets – but it’s not going to be good for either of you if he gets himself caught. “Watch yourself,” you sign as he shoves the pouch into his bag. He sticks his tongue out like a child, fingers flying. “Watch me yourself.”

Statistics and reflection under the cut.

Just the Numbers

I've added 6,302 words to Let the Light In in the past week, bringing the total count for the project up to 23,611 words. Most of these new words have been in Chapter 3, although a few were used to round out Chapter 2 at a healthy 7,942 words. I've written on 5 out of 8 days, with my highest wordcount day occurring on April 8th, with 2,132 words written.

Notable Scenes

Group cuddles. I cannot stress this enough. Group cuddles!!!

A thieving contest started by the savior of the universe. Hell yeah.

Lounging in the ropes on a boat. Showing off like a cat.

First kiss (angst edition). Not quite to first kiss (soft edition) yet.

Making Big Decisions

I've already stated that I'm quite happy with what I've written, and while that's true, I have had some decisions to make. There was one scene I got myself especially tripped up over. I wanted to use it to develop the dynamic between my POV character and a member of the party, but I recognized that the pretense under which I had them sit down for a conversation didn't ring true for either of them. I wrote a good chunk of it, and it's still in my draft, but I know for a fact that it's going to be scrapped. I'll replace it with something more naturalistic later.

Based on where I'm at in Chapter 3 and how much I have left to cover, this one's going to be a lengthy one. That being said, I'm standing by my decision to segment the first three chapters (which span over the first act of Dragon Quest XI) the way that I do. Narrative cohesiveness is more important to me than content balance, especially when I know that Chapter 4 is going to be an absolute baby chapter, since it only encapsulates a short story that happens in the game's interlude.

A decision I still need to make is where I'm going to start the narrative for Act II in Chapter 5. This is more about the logistics of the source material and the fact that the player character is not my POV character for this fic. Basically, at the beginning of Act II in DQXI, you have to regather your party members. If you follow the story, you regain my POV character fourth, but you can get him third if you decide to wander. I haven't decided how I'm handling this in the fic yet, because there are benefits and drawbacks to both, but I think I'm going to write it as though he's acquired third and remove/edit scenes later if I decide to go in the other direction. Final decision will likely come down to how good those scenes end up being and how well they integrate with the rest of the chapter.

Moving Forward

The rest of Chapter 3 is going to be mostly relationship development for the main pairing and the party as a whole, which I am so excited for! I have a lot of funny, goofy little ideas planned to really cement all these Fools™️ together, though the thieving contest scene and its aftermath will likely remain my favorite. It's nice to have this downtime with them before the plot and angst pick back up again. I don't anticipate finishing Chapter 3 this week, as there's some lengthier scenes I have planned, but I'm perfectly content to linger in these moments, especially since that's why I'm writing this.

I hope everyone else's writing journeys are going just as great! My inbox is open if you want to infodump or chat! 💖

#writeblr #writing community #camp nano april 2024 #nanowrimo #amwriting #wip: ltli #not tagging the fandom bc i already have to restrain myself from flooding the tag with memes on my main each time i write a new scene lol #this is more about the writing process than the project's contents anyway #other than the excerpt #soren the gremlin my beloved 💜

[fairydrowning]

"I woke up and ate my breakfast. Then I took a shower. After that I sat under the sunlight and wrote in my journal. Life is so good and just having love in your heart is an important thing too."

– Diary of "fairy_drowning", February 7th, 2023, Time: 10:45AM

#sometimes you just have to cherish yourself more and have to treat yourself more gently than other days and that's normal and we all should #do that #and sometimes you have to romanticize your little things just to keep going with this life #dark academia #light academia #excerpts #fragments #poetry #books & libraries #romanticism #dailyquotes #daily diary #words #spilled love #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled words #classic literature

[writeouswriter]

Girl, help, the book authors are trying too hard to be "hip" with the fleeting "teen lingo" and trends again, immediately dating their works before they're even released

#eye twitching seeing certain modern slang in for real published books unironically #tiktokian slang that is out of date within weeks #it's a pet peeve of mine but so is modern books mentioning tiktok or stuff at all esp. when not relevant in general #god it pulls you out of the illusion #turns it into this very set in stone time frame rather than letting it just be or resonate on its own which is fine sometimes if natural #you can't avoid some mentions of some things when setting it today but in these cases it's so forced #hello fellow kidz.jpeg vibe in book form #books #this isn't even specific to ya books i've seen it in adult books as well #booklr #petty as i am i once stopped reading a first chapter excerpt for mentioning spotify by name on page 1 i'm sorry #this other book though oh they've used online phrases and boomer insult 3 times and brought up tiktok twice it's on thin f-ing ice #ignore me i'm petty but don't ignore me because this is a legit problem in the media industry #don't even get me started on text speak in the dialogue or texting sections yeah #it's not quite as bad if it's some fake variation of an app or just generic about being online but mentioning by name oh i'm gonna explode #most times anyway #i have yet to see it handled well #this was about slang though so tangent but !! gaah

[bbcphile]

WIP Wednesday (Huli Jing Edition)

It's Wednesday again, so here's some comfort for a change: an excerpt where Huli Jing helps ground Di Feisheng--thanks to Xiaobao). (You can find earlier excerpts here.)

Swallowing back a groan, Di Feisheng forced himself upright again and braced himself for the sound of chatter.

The dog whined by the bedside instead.

He dragged his eyes open and looked around. 

No overeager puppy in sight. Just Huli Jing. 

Huh. 

Xiaob–

–Xiangyi’s Xiaobao was actually giving him space. Peace and quiet–

Huli Jing wagged her tail at him expectantly.

–And also a dog.

It was a good compromise the brat had come up with: Di Feisheng had needed a break from him, so he’d sent in the quieter, tamer surrogate. And that way, Xiangyi would get comfort from Huli Jing, even in his sleep. 

He huffed a laugh. It looked like even human pups could learn new tricks. 

At least his hand was responding to his commands now, since he couldn’t even manage a click of his tongue in his current state. 

He patted the bed at his feet, then let himself slump back against the wall, eyes closed.

The bed shifted as Huli Jing hopped up. 

He waited for Huli Jing to turn in a circle before lying down by Xiangyi’s feet.

There was a pause.

The blanket rustled under the weight of paws, but not by Xiangyi. The rustles were getting closer. And closer. Maybe she was going to rest her head on Xiangyi’s chest. He’d heard dogs did that sometimes.

A wet nose sniffed at his hand.

What the–He opened his eyes. Huli Jing gazed back at him, her head tilted slightly.

No treats here, he thought, and turned his empty palm up to show her.

She licked it.

That’s not–He shook his head, wiped his palm on his outer robe, and scritched her several times behind the ears. There, he thought, patting her on the back and resting his hand on his lap again. I’ve said hello. Now go to Xiangyi. He needs you more.

She whined, lay her front legs on his lap, and nuzzled his hand, her tail wagging.

Insistent little thing, aren’t you? He rolled his eyes, a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips. Fine, he thought at last, scratching her under her chin. But only this hand. I’m not letting go of Xiangyi.

She nuzzled into his hand again and then lay her head on his leg. He huffed out an amused breath. Compromise accepted, then.

#mysterious lotus casebook #mlc fic #my fic #WIP Wednesday #lianhualou #huli jing #Di Feisheng #Fang Duobing #Difang #difanghua #in which DFS will accept help from exactly 1 dog and very reluctantly at that #while Xiaobao is vibrating from stress outside from not being able to do anything other than send Huli Jing in #in other news: Xiaobao needs a hug #Thanks to momosandlemondsoda for suggesting this as this week's excerpt!

[maeo-png]

Simon Petrikov, Healing, Self-love, and a smidge more of Greek mythology if you really squint

“Ulysses” poem excerpt by Alfred Tennyson // Fionna and Cake Episode 10 “Cheers” // “Exitlude” by The Killers // “Cheers” // “Talk To Me” by cavetown // “a poem traveled down my arm” by Alice Walker // “Cheers” // “Ulysses” book by James Joyce

#UGH i love the Ulysses poem specifically #it’s only an excerpt but all of it is totally Simon #it’s about growing old but still feeling that passion for adventure that you did when you strove with gods #and that you aren’t what you were before but that which you are you are. mwah mwah. i love it sm #adventure time #fionna and cake #fionna and cake spoilers #adventure time spoilers #simon petrikov #web weave #anyway ulysses is actually the roman equivalent of Odysseus #a hero renowned for his intelligence and cleverness. but also his love. #his dedicated myth (the odyssey. duh) is all about him on his way home to see his wife after the Trojan war #he also built his own palace. by himself iirc #and was the king of ithaca #what i’m saying is simon has most similar qualities with Odysseus/Ulysses than he does with any other Greek myth figure #(oh wow maeo ur so cool) thank u brackets person omg #txt

[jerichogender]

thinking about the time they actually gave joey dialogue in the new teen titans: games…

“He could be role-playing with us. Art represents civilization. Maybe he’s showing us his end game?”

this says sooo much about him: his deductive reasoning skills, his appreciation for art, his understanding of other people’s psychology. i need more stories where joey gets to play detective, especially in an art or music history context, and i NEED him to have proper dialogue

#imagining an art heist job with his mom in the searchers inc. comic that exists in my head #let him be thoughtful & have a personality beyond just the sweet helpful guy who’s a good listener #we see some of this skill as a tactician in ntt #(that issue where titans tower gets attacked by the hybrid comes to mind #plus the super inventive ways he uses his powers in general) #but there’s a level of characterization you get from dialogue that he’s almost never given in ntt #there are some narration boxes that kind of give insight into his thoughts #and then there’s that issue in late late ntt that has excerpts from a book he’s writing about the titans #but in general other characters vaguely paraphrase things he signs or we just see their response & what he even said is only implied #really it wouldn’t be hard to give him dialogue like at all they did it here with text boxes that have quotation marks #you could also use angle brackets like they do in american comics when a character’s speaking in a language other than english #just have a little ‘*translated from american sign language’ as an editor’s note & people will know what’s going on #joey wilson #the new teen titans: games #undescribed

[derangedrhythms]

I confess / I cannot swear I love you not at all. 

Edna St. Vincent Millay, The Harp-Weaver and Other Poems; from ‘Loving you less than life, a little less’

#edna st. vincent millay #the harp weaver and other poems #loving you less than life a little less #poetry #excerpts #l

[seasaltandcopper]

Summary: Teddy is a former thrall turned vampire hunter. After a decade of chasing her revenge, she gets wind of a group of Hunters keeping an all-too-familiar monster in their custody. Now finally, after ten years waiting, maybe she'll finally get some answers.

And much needed payback.

Pt 2 | Vampire Hunter AU

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Profanity, non-graphic mentions of torture, violence, imprisonment, starvation, dehumanization, 'it' as a pronoun (only used by one character), referenced past captivity and enthrallment

Teddy left Will to watch the truck while she made the journey into the compound alone to pick up the vampire. He seemed to understand, and didn’t argue or ask why. Just turned up the radio, and leaned back the passenger’s seat to nap until she showed back up to drive them home.

The Hunter Teddy had talked with on the phone—Brooks—led her on a meandering path through the repurposed factory. Past living and dining areas where many Hunters gathered in their off hours, and past the armory in the factory’s basement.

Down, again, to a sub basement that reeked of must and rot and worse. Long used to it, Teddy simply studied the layout, mapping her path back out to the surface, a habit ingrained after years of training in a place not that different from this one.

Brooks led them to what looked like an old walk-in industrial kiln, now fit and reinforced to work as a containment cell. The box was covered in locks and seals, both magical and mundane, layered intricately with each other in a masterful weave.

Brooks glanced over his shoulder as he worked to unlock the cage. “So uh, if you don’t mind me asking, why this one?” He shrugged, clearly asking out of boredom or mild curiosity. “We don’t get many transfer requests out here.”

“Got a score to settle with it.”

Teddy didn’t elaborate, but Brooks didn’t push. The man just nodded, clearly accepting that as answer enough. “Fair enough. Still one less leech I gotta keep tabs on.”

The final lock released with a dull clack, and the Hunter trailed a hand over the wards. They shimmered, pulsing a deep crimson before fading again. Reaching for the handle, Brooks paused long enough to glance at Teddy.

“It shouldn’t give you much trouble, long as you keep it restrained. It’s been here long enough it knows how this shit works by now. We’ve mostly been using it for training and educating new recruits. Put up a hell of a fight when we first processed it though.” Brooks shot Teddy a conspiratorial grin. “I mean, damn. Should’ve seen that motherfucker in the first couple weeks. Had the whole crew taking bets on how long it’d take to finally break it.”

Teddy’s face stayed emotionless, though her eyes flicked to meet the Hunter’s. “How long did it take?”

“Four months, one week, and three days is when Nadia officially called it but—” Shrugging, Brooks gave the door handle a firm yank. The heavy metal groaned, a deep metallic wail like a thing in pain, and swung open to reveal a box of pale firebrick. The creature lay chained on the floor inside. “—between you and me, I don’t think it has yet. You can see it in its eyes. The way it looks at you sometimes.” He shook his head. “Nah. Might be too weak to fight, and smart enough to mind its manners, but there’s a spark of something still in there. Don’t give that motherfucker an inch, unless you’re prepared for it to take it.”

Teddy stayed quiet long enough the Hunter just shrugged again and led them into the tiny room. He strolled inside, aiming a heavy kick at the creature lying curled up on the floor. The vampire grunted, chains rattling with the impact.

“Alright leech, up. You got a visitor.”

Slowly, the vampire moved to comply, pushing himself stiffly up and settling into a kneeling position, bound hands resting on his thighs. He didn’t look up or move beyond the subtle rise and fall of his chest as he breathed air Teddy knew for a fact he didn’t need.

Inclining his head, Brooks stepped aside to let Teddy take the floor.

She’d waited for this moment for over ten years. Before she’d even known she was waiting for it, before she’d been able to hope this kind of reversal could be possible for a vampire’s thrall.

Now that she was here, standing in the room with one of her former masters—one of the keystone pillars of Jericho’s coven, his bloody right hand, his former lover, one of only a handful left that had still been unaccounted for, and the only one left alive who could tell her what she wanted to know.

Teddy still couldn’t believe it was real.

This was a victory. Retribution a decade in the making. Closure.

She drew in a breath. Then stepped forward, heavy black boots thudding hollowly on the bricks. The vampire stayed quiet as she approached, kneeling and hunched forward like just keeping himself upright was a monumental effort. He stared at the filthy floor in front of his knees without acknowledging either of the two humans in the room.

If she hadn’t gotten confirmation of his identity beforehand, Teddy wasn’t sure she would’ve recognized him. Naked, emaciated, filthy, muzzled, bound in iron manacles and so covered in marks of abuse it was a challenge to find an untouched patch of skin. Even the color of his hair was impossible to judge from the matted, shoulder length mess it’d become.

Teddy held her breath. Silence followed. The kind of heavy, pressing quiet, like watching lightning flicker on the horizon before hearing the thunder. A static charge to the air.

She let out the breath in a rush, heart hammering in her chest. Desperate. Frantic. Hopeful.

Furious.

“Mal.” His name dropped from her lips like a condemnation, and that got his attention. He slowly lifted his head, meeting her gaze through a tangled curtain of hair with wary confusion. “Today’s your lucky day, bloodsucker. You’re coming home with me.”

AN: So this is apparently the second time I independently had more or less the same idea. Teddy (and Will) end up in a kind of antagonist role with Mal, and the story progresses as a back and forth between both these povs as they navigate this reversal, and all deal with the messy consequences of the choices they've made and the lives they lived.

If you really want to boil it down to basic tropes I suppose it'd be whumper turned whumpee?

I'm pretty happy with the direction this one is going, I am pondering continuing it. The next 'chapter' would be Mal's pov, so probably much heavier on the whump than this one lol.

Edit: added links to header since this is now an official series

#whump #vampire whump #whumper turned whumpee #original whump #my writing #salt ocs #salt oc: mal #salt oc: teddy #salt oc: will #i actually completely forgot i wrote this #it was older than the other excerpt of a similar idea I posted #apparently my subconscious really wants to put these two #angry feral cats in a room together and see what happens #sorry guys you're my science experiment now #misc aus #vampire hunter au

[queenlucythevaliant]

The Star Market

Marie Howe

The people Jesus loved were shopping at the Star Market yesterday. An old lead-colored man standing next to me at the checkout breathed so heavily I had to step back a few steps.

Even after his bags were packed he still stood, breathing hard and hawking into his hand. The feeble, the lame, I could hardly look at them: shuffling through the aisles, they smelled of decay, as if the Star Market

had declared a day off for the able-bodied, and I had wandered in with the rest of them—sour milk, bad meat— looking for cereal and spring water.

Jesus must have been a saint, I said to myself, looking for my lost car in the parking lot later, stumbling among the people who would have been lowered into rooms by ropes, who would have crept

out of caves or crawled from the corners of public baths on their hands and knees begging for mercy.

If I touch only the hem of his garment, one woman thought, could I bear the look on his face when he wheels around?

#I posted an excerpt of this poem yesterday but it felt necessary to post the whole thing today #because this poem #this darn poem #knows exactly where i live #'the feeble the lame i could hardly look at them' #i (like many of you) grew up around Christians like 85% of the time #i chose not to go to a Christian college specifically so that i could try to mitigate this part of my heart #that feels almost viscerally uncomfortable around certain types of people #i want to learn to love all my neighbors with Christ's abounding love #i know that I am no less sinful than my neighbor #but sometimes it's like there's a bee in the room and i don't know where it is #i'm set on edge by certain kinds of sin #in a way that i'm not by others #i'm sure this is true in degrees for many of us raised in the church #and this poem. this darn poem calls us out directly #it calls /me/ out directly #'The people Jesus loved were shopping at the Star Market yesterday. I could hardly look at them.' #'Jesus must have been a saint (that's the one bit i don't like-- Jesus must have been GOD) to be able to love these people' #'these people who came stumbling towards him crawling towards him lowered through the ceiling towards him' #'begging for mercy. begging with more humility than I manage on any but my best day' #'the people Jesus loved-- and i could hardly look at them' #and that last line hits you right in the solar plexus #'if I could only touch the hem of his garment could I bear the look on his face when he wheels around?' #no. no i don't think i could #and yet #i imagine that look would be so so beautiful #and by the grace of God i know i CAN bear it #i and all the other people Jesus loves #Bible humans #literature makes us more human

[estebanbicon]

Marya Hornbacher, Waiting // Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin // Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena // Adonis, tr. by Khaled Mattawa, Selected Poems // Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother // iuliastration

#all other quotes are excerpts from interviews with este <3 #wow this took longer than i had thought #i love he!! #esteban ocon #f1 #*mine #// long post

[magistralucis]

Love is... stored in the translation... 😌💖

#warhammer 40k #the twice dead king #oltyx #zultanekh #necrons #necron #translation #korean translation was done by me and colour-coded to show who's speaking #i tell you what zultanekh's speech patterns are Even More Of A Thing in korean. dude switches between like 3 formal registers #props to korean fans of warhams btw. gw does not officially export there nor provide official translations of anything #(all imports into korea are done by third parties with original english intact) #the information-heavy aspect of the korean fandom runs almost entirely on multilinguals who happen to own this stuff #and can provide summaries of novels/codexes/community postings or help translate excerpts #as much as james workshop's practices make me sad i do hope they reach out to a korean market one day #if for no other reason than i really really really want people to purchase all the necron novels!!! aaaaa!!! 🤪

[wereshrew-admirer]

caught this conversation in my counterweight relisten and am laughing about it

#CW07 #palisade spoilers #maybe - maybe not #i'd tag other seasons but i feel like tagging them is more a spoiler than this transcript excerpt from years and years ago #but it is funny #poor Keith it really isn't his fault most of the time - except this next one (maybe) #transcript in the image description

[majorbaby]

i do think it's worth talking about how the hugo awards fucked up in this specific instance, but not in isolation from how generally corrupt and regressive they've been for quite some time now. this blog post from Simon McNeil addresses the current scandal in context with some of the broader issues that have been plaguing the hugos for a long time (excerpt below):

A lot of people have been saying that now the Hugo awards have lost their credibility. But the Hugo awards lost credibility when their red carpet was sponsored by a bomb maker. They lost credibility when a bitter conservative author brigaded the nominations using a slate because he thought it was his turn for the participation trophy. They lost credibility when they said Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was the best SFF novel of 2001 rather than A Storm of Swords or Midnight Robber. They lost credibility when they included the second volume of L Ron Hubbard’s manifesto in the form of a 10-volume posthumous SF series on the short-list. As of the time of writing the Hugo Award for best novel has been awarded to only two non-white authors: N. K. Jemisin and Liu Cixin (as translated by Ken Liu) in a brief run from 2015-2018 – this is not the actions of a credible award. The Hugo awards have never been credible.

#rather than the hot take i was going to make (is this thing even salvageable? for who? why the call for it now specifically?) #read this other piece from someone who digs really deep into the structural problems that have existed for quite some time #excerpts #simon mcneil #publishing ind

[phy-be]

“Are you scared?” Seph asked, putting a hand on Leto’s glove. She hadn’t realised her fingers had started to tremble.

“Aren’t you?”

She shook her head. In a slow and careful movement, akin to the taming of a frightened animal, Seph raised her hand.

Leto’s heart beat furiously, a lifetime’s worth of hard-learnt reflexes urging her to recoil, to run, but it was as though her body was tethered to the ground. She held her breath. Seph brushed her cheek.

The difference in temperature was like a sunburn engulfing her, though the heat of Seph’s skin was nothing to the warmth of her hesitant tenderness. Leto’s lashes fluttered. As inescapable as the pull between the earth and the moon, she leaned into the touch, pressing her cheek against the smooth palm.

She heard Seph’s breath shudder. There were no visions, this time, only a taste of honeyed sweets on her lips, vivid like a perfectly kept memory.

Overwhelmed, Leto drew away.

— The Quiet Death of Wild Flowers

#technically Leto would be wearing her gloves in that scene but i wanted to draw her hand haha #writeblr #a little excerpt to celebrate the fact that i'm officially in the query trenches woohoo #i got a full manuscript request that i am PRAYING will work out because i'd love to work with that person #other than that it's the usual radio silence at the start #this is such a game of patience #flowers of the revolution #the quiet death of wild flowers

[friday-answers]

THIS IS A @universe-friday PSA:

thalia is NOT nor inspired by a pre-existing osemanverse character!

#seeing too many theories and after last night's excerpt i feel like i have to clarify finally #like guys #we both read the same thing right? #well i wrote it but still #i would love to bring in a character aled creates inspired by another person #at some point #actually i DEFINITELY will #but i swear i am not trying to allude to any character with thalia right now #i think people should go over their universe city facts... #what kind of characters DOES aled create? #maybe... other than.... sidekicks... #and there will be a lot more where that came from! #anyway this isn't to tell anyone off #but just to make it clear before it becomes problematic . thank you #aled last #alice oseman #radio silence #universe city #osemanverse #february friday #carys last #frances janvier #ask me anything #original fiction #heartstopper #hstv #aled and frances #daniel jun #friday answers post #universe friday

[mirror-to-the-past]

I am but a measly 2:00:15 into the genre-defining "Riku is Gay" video, but like. Damn, Tennelle Flowers is a cinematic genius. I've remained so thoroughly enthralled by the tasteful spacing of audio commentary, clips from the games, and excerpts from the novels/writer interviews that I've hardly even noticed the time passing. What is this video laced with, man- I love video essays, but usually I have to rewind a gazillion times due to my attention slipping against my will.

That collage of comparison clips from KH2 Beast's arc and Riku's KH1-KH2 arc is killing me, man. Ever wish you could tattoo a part of a video to your forehead? Apparently, now I do.

#and like AAAA they Get it! #the KH1 displacement and insecurity #Riku seeing Xion as Sora #It's still not explained how Riku was able to remember Sora despite all of his other connections getting amnesia but loool- #ain't the world just FULL of unexplained mysteries #AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THE COM NECKLACE THING #I also was like “huh- that memory can't have happened because Kairi wasn't at the islands before the meteor shower” so I figured it was #that maybe it was just fake but I wasn't SET on that- y'know? so like- the idea it was a Sora&Riku memory was so good #that bit about Riku originally meant to give Sora a charm in relation to the design of Oblivion being Sora's crown sealed the deal for me #and the novel excerpts are generally insane holy guacamole you don't just WRITE that stuff man #also they're (Tennelle Flowers) is just generally a wonderful narrator to listen to and I am rediscovering that after like 8 years or sm #from when I used to check out their Warriors stuff #anyway yeah can't wait to get to the ddd section- this is already third-eye-opening material- I'll probably just explode then #'Sora at the end of my outstretched hand was more important than anything else' #ARE YOU KIDDING ME #SHIT READS LIKE FANFICTION #kingdom hearts #sora #riku #kingdom hearts meta #soriku