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negative-citadel · 1 month

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For the dbh ask game: 3, 14, 17, 18 💙

I'm apologizing ahead of time because I ramble like hell. LOL Thank you for the ask!

3. Which character do you relate the most to?

Aaaaah, almost really hard to answer. I relate to most of the characters in the game to some degree. Grew up in a broken home like Alice, taken in & cared for people like Kara. I can go on and on but if there's a character I really, really relate to - It's probably Luther, the protector, guardian, however you want to refer to him. He really deserves more lines but I can firmly say I can relate to giving everything in my power to see those around me be safe. I won't type an essay about it because my response is long enough but I can really relate to Luther in many ways.

In a way, I've also really related to Hank lately but I don't want to trauma dump on here or make anyone worried.

14. How do you feel about Kara’s role in the game compared to her role in the Kara short?

Admitly - I'm torn. I actually love both. When I first saw the Kara Short (as a bonus in Beyond: Two Souls), I thought it was AMAZING. I remember my brother and I saying "I wish they'd turn that into a full game". Lmao, and obviously they did. However, I feel in-game Kara is faaaaaaaar different than the Kara in the short. The short is, well, short, and says what it needs to convey and shows Kara moreso as an android that just wants to live life free, whereas in the game, Kara does have those wants, but her main goal is to protect Alice. I love them both and her story in the game is very much packed with the angst I know & love... It's hard to choose which I like more but the Kara short is probably better written (let's face it, it's harder to have plot holes in a 7 minute video rather than a long video game with branching paths).

17. Favorite moments of each playable character?

Oh I have sooo many but I'll try to narrow it down to 2 for each character.

Markus: I love his introduction with Carl. I know the subtext is bad but the moment Markus does his painting, always swells my heart (I think it's partially the amazing soundtrack that gives me emotions). All of the different arts he makes are just...sooo good.

However, I also ADORE crossroads & I love Markus making his way down to blow up the ship while rescuing any androids can. Oh the music, the action, I love it lol.

Kara: There's so many moments I love with Kara. The river endings always have me sobbing my eyes out lol (even if both Alice & Kara make it). I do love the humanity in when you enter the checkpoint and the soldier hands Alice back one of her gloves. I always found it really heartwarming.

Also, Kara talking with Rose. The two just feel like really close friends and Rose cares for Alice on the same level Kara does, I feel. At the final checkpoint at the border, I love Kara finally being able to cry & getting one last hug from Rose before you hopefully make good choices. LOL

Connor: Oh man, hard to choose but I will ALWAYS laugh at Connor breaking into Hank's house via the window...then "Sumo, attack! ...good dog." It gets me every time. Connor convincing Hank to go to the Eden Club in the most sly and manipulative way - I love Russian Roulette as a chapter so much. The depressing subtext is just, *chef kiss*. I love angst & I also love humor.

Then, the chase in the nest. Watching Connor just gun it and run, doing stunts that are impossible for a human being. The music, the action, watching our RK800 dash at probably 15 or 25 mph. Idk, I love it. I'm a sucker for it everytime. I also feel obliged to mention the "I like dogs" & the interrogation sequence. I'm a sucker for interrogation scenes in movies, games, etc. (I also love his little chat sessions with Amanda).

18. Which NPC gave you the most feels?

It's hard to just pick one! Rose gives me mega feels when she brings up how hard it's been since her husband passed. Alice for - obvious reasons. Hank's self destruction, past, addiction, I've seen it irl, I've been it irl. I feel so sorry for him. North - just thinking about her history. It is sooooooooo hard not to feel bad for all the NPCs. I really can't pick one. D:

Thank you for the ask! :D

#I'm so sorry it's such a long response #I'm a rambler at heart #You talk to me about Detroit and I can't shut the fuck up

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shiroganeryo · 4 months

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20 Questions For Fic Writers

Thank you for the tag @ofdemonsandangels! Finally got me to babble about writing, eh 😂

As always, I won't be tagging anyone but if you see this on your dash and feel like doing it, feel personally tagged by me!

⭐ How many works do you have on AO3?

Currently twelve. All finished, but there's one in particular that's part of a collection of stand-alone one-shots that I'd like to add more into sometime, hmm.

⭐ What's your total AO3 wordcount?

102,279 words.

⭐ What fandoms do you write for?

At the moment, it's mostly Bungo Stray Dogs (it only took me 7 years to realize I could write fanfic for this one), but I also have some Genshin Impact works and one D.Gray-Man work posted. There's a long, looong doc (38 pages, 16,700 words) in my WIPs for DGM.

⭐ What are your top five fics by kudos?

The Meaning of Sharing Happiness ➡️ To Hold Dear and To Own ➡️ God's play ➡️ Just a Short Break ➡️ A Moment to Cherish

⭐ Do you respond to comments?

I might take a while to get to it, but I always read all the comments I get and am always extremely grateful that people took their time to write something; so I usually worry about giving each reply the proper attention and if my gratitude is translating well into my words whenever I get to reply.

⭐ What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmm, I haven't one of these. I only wrote mild angst once and even that got resolved within the specific work. I don't see myself writing anything like this but it might depend on your definitions of what's an "angst ending"?

⭐ What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Definitely New Pages in Our Very Own Novel - my three-chapter wedding and honeymoon fanfic written for dazatsu week this year. I was pressed by time constraints to make it in time, but I poured a lot of love and care into this one, merely because they deserve to be happy and at peace; so many of the moments in this fic are light or meaningful in some way, but still lovely, all the way to the ending.

⭐ Do you get hate on your fics?

Not that I know, thankfully!

⭐ Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do, have some posted and I'm still rather proud of them! Describing "what kind" is a little hard (no pun intended) because my ideas usually stem from the thought of "I want to see this specific thing happening so I'll make it". I went into kinkier territory once, but in general, I think what drives me to write smut is having the people involved getting down and dirty but in a passionate way, if that makes sense? I like to make their love for each other show in how they handle each other but I also like the couples to be unapologetically into it, show off their sensuality and personality while at it. A good mix of sexy and lovely.

⭐ Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

My brother in Christ, I already have trouble managing people from one universe in only one work. So, no 😅

⭐ Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Hopefully not?! I'd be very upset.

⭐ Have you ever had a fic translated?

If it's been translated by myself, does it count? I translated one of my fics to my native language (Brazilian Portuguese) via voice call with my little sister once, she's still studying English but she was adamant on reading something from me, so I translated that one for her. It was a very fun experience, actually!

⭐ Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not yet and I don't think I ever will; I have such a demanding pacing for writing that I'd overworry about inconveniencing the other person.

⭐ What's your all-time favorite ship?

No matter if it's in regard to posted fics, or in my general opinion, my answer is the same: Dazatsu (Dazai Osamu x Nakajima Atsushi) means the world to me.

Story with this ship began years ago but like I mentioned in question 3, it took me a lot of time to realize I could write for them as well. Every single fic I write for them has a dedication to my spouse in the notes, but that's the most I'll say because trust me, this story is LONG haha

If we're talking about the amount of rent-free living inside my head, then it's a tie between them, ChuuAki (or ChuuSano, not sure which ship name people use mostly nowadays for Nakahara Chuuya x Yosano Akiko) and ZhongVen (Zhongli x Venti from GI). I definitely plan to write more for chuuaki at some point; they all live happily in a three story building inside my mind 😂

⭐ What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

There's a rather extensive GI WIP (for Lumine x Noelle) in my folder that I feel doubtful toward purely because I'm so uncertain about it; when I started writing that one, we were only at the start of the story of the game so things looked very different from now. I'll need to rework and scrap many things in that one...

⭐ What are your writing strengths?

One thing that I put a lot of attention and care into, and that has been praised time and time again, much to my happiness, is character portrayal. I've been told on various occasions that my characterization of the characters felt close to the original to the point people were able to easily picture them doing and saying the things described in my works, how I got their "voice" right and how enjoyable it was to read because of it. It never fails to put a smile on my face, and I've replied to comments more than once saying that these are the best kind of praises I could get from anyone.

⭐ What are your writing weaknesses?

Not sure how much of this is a weakness or simply a personality defect, but: obstination and self-imposed pressure. I won't be able to relax until I have finished a work I feel I must finish, because I'm so used to not having free time for my hobbies that I have this - usually extremely self-destructive - mentality that goes "I must do all of it now while I still have the chance since I don't know when I'll have time again"; which means I tend to get no breaks at all, will sacrifice sleep hours to work on it, and destroy my back all for the sake of a condition my head imposed on me.

Probably not the answer you were expecting, but it's what I struggle with the most; this ride or die mentality born from perfectionism and a little (?) pinch of anxiety.

⭐ Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

If it's a language I can speak, then it's not a problem, though I haven't had the chance to do so (yet).

But here's a random language trivia for you: I tend to think a lot in Japanese for all my BSD fics to make their dialogues as accurate as possible even with the work being written in English - for example, there are certain puns/jokes that exist in English but either don't work or don't exist in the Japanese language, so I avoid adding them; things like these. It's small attention to detail no one but me would know about, but it's something I do because it matters a lot to me.

If it's a language I can't speak, or a cultural aspect I'm unsure of, I either ask a friend or delve into those "Ask A (insert nationality here)" subreddits. It's always a riveting learning experience!

⭐ First fandom you wrote for?

Officially published and first ever: that would be D.Gray-Man. Though Jesus Christ, I would not show my 15 yo's crazy DGM fic full of nonsense and OCs. There were even ships in there that I can't bear to listen the name of nowadays. How the times change 😂

⭐ Favorite fic you've written?

I'll cheat my way on this answer, because I can't pick just one.

SFW: New Pages in Our Very Own Novel & Healing Touch These two are undoubtely the ones I've gotten the most praise for as well as very, very long comments that had me giggling and kicking my feet like I was a teenager again; but what I like the most about them is, respectively: New Pages: I did a lot of research for New Pages. I actually used Google Maps to trace their routes during their stay in the Ginza Prefecture for the honeymoon, just so I would know if they'd need to take the train or if they could just walk to their destinations. One thing that I've always loved in BSD are the real-life places references, so I went for that: I referenced real-life places as well, and even the hotel I picked was also inspired by a real-life one, located in the same place. I paid a special amount of attention to landscapes and their descriptions and it was as fun as it was exhausting! haha The contents of the fic are still the most important, but the experience of writing and doing research for it, learning more and viewing so many pictures to describe things, was one of a kind. I'll never forget it. Healing Touch: This fic was born from a wish of mine to do a certain character study, and I'm still proud of how it came out. Dazai as a character is extremely complex and we all know it, but I wanted to, at the very least, scrape at the surface of his humanity hidden underneath all those layers - all the while I worked on Atsushi's perception of things and the way he dealt with his own sense of sadness and grief and used those to try and understand Dazai's. I can't really say much about it because it'll just sound like a lot of babbling out of context, but I feel like I did a good job on those bits (it's not the entire focus of the fic).

NSFW: Baring Stripes and Bandages I'm sorry, I'm just a furry. Jokes aside, this was the one time I went for an approach that explored some kinks that aren't too vanilla and I'm still quite proud of how it came out. We - my spouse and I, this fic was born from a headcanon of his - often joke saying it's my magnum opus, and then it's just a kinky fanfic 😂 But I'm still so proud!

#tag game #there's another tag game I wanted to do and I haven't forgotten about it Violet #it's always so nice of you to tag antisocial me in these #writing babbling

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scribbledquillz · 1 year

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As promised, a little life update on me for - well mostly me, but also anyone who'd like to know where in the hell I've been.

Around when I was last here winter of 2021, the hip pain I'd had since I was pregnant with my little one - which until then had mostly just been annoying - started to become more of a problem. It became far more prominent and persistent, as well as moving up into my pelvis and lower back. Spasms, achiness, stabbing pains, lots of fun. It made basic necessities difficult, and continuing exercises other than using the treadmill (which a friend of mine graciously gave to me for free, bless her) impossible.

Fast forward through physical therapy, x rays, mris, steroid injections and a last ditch effort with acupuncture and I'm finally in a place health wise that is, while not ideal at least generally manageable. There's something going on in my SI joint compounded with 30+ years of random factors that probably made it worse that causes just. Boatloads of inflammation. Massage, acupuncture and walking keep it in check, but sadly I don't know when or if I'll be able to get back into weight lifting the way I used to. But hey I can function and I can grocery shop without spending the rest of the day in agony on the couch, so I'll gladly take it!

In that same time in a more positive lane, I did a lot of work on myself and my mental health. I took the time to try new hobbies, dabbled in a lot of creative outlets I never thought to try, and started keeping houseplants. Most of which - save a few casualties to my learning process and one poor rubber tree plant that just can't seem to catch a break - are doing great and making my house feel so much more cozy!

I also got the kick in the ass from a friend (the same one who gave me the treadmill, girl is amazing) to start an original project that I'm really excited about. I'm writing a graphic novel style comic. 😁

It's a long, LONG way from ready to share. But my prologue script is done, and I've connected with a comic artist who I've been working with to illustrate the pages. Once those are done and I've got enough of the main script drafted up, I'll be looking into getting the prologue posted / hosted, as well as a Patreon running to help finance the development of the main story. I don't want to give anything away about the plot just yet, but I will say I want to get this right. Hence the possibility of a Patreon to help fund hiring on several sensitivity readers as well as hopefully bumping up the hours I can afford to pay my illustrator to work.

So yeah - that story is my main priority and focus right now. I want to see this done and completed, because I genuinely think people will like the story I have floating around in my head and the idea of finally being able to turn writing - something I've been passionate about for as long as I remember - into more than a hobby would be AMAZING.

But that being said, I will always have love for Revka and Zevran. Their ship is what pushed me back into writing after a years long dry spell, and I want to give them their due. Not to mention I miss the idiots. ♥️

So that's it! I'll be poking away at their fics as I have time, but want to make it clear their stories will have to stay as something I do as I have spare time and energy. I most likely won't be able to do a lot of meme style writing or prompts - at least for the time being. But I'm excited and happy to be here to gush about my favorite fictional husband and share my love for whatever random fancies pop into my life with you all, and to continue seeing your lovely digital faces on my dash.

I can't wait to share my writing with you all again, and to eventually let you be some of the first folks who can check out my comic!

#personal stuff #real life shenanigans

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omegalomania · 3 years

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Didn't you have a theory with how colors in ybc related to all of the guys differently? Can you ever explain that more if you're in the mood? I'm such a sucker for the youngblood chronicles lol

the way colors are used in ybc is super interesting to me, yes! i talk about it a bunch in my horrible long-ass essay, but to summarize the salient points pertaining to colors specifically:

patrick is heavily associated with yellow and gold. on a broader level, patrick is often depicted in warm palettes - yellows are most common, but there are overlapping oranges and reds as well.

(“alone together” is one of the best indications of the way the color palette in ybc works, since it divides the four guys into four distinct palettes in the most concise way. it’s also fascinating because the palettes used in “alone together,” which is our first and best use of the four-way narrative that ybc favors, correspond also to the themes and character arcs each of the four defenders of the faith go through. they all die in the same color palette that is used to define them in “alone together,” under circumstances that parallel those brought up in “alone together.”)

the use of yellow is also one of the coolest things in “where did the party go” imo, since while we’re first getting introduced to the divergent perceptions of reality there, we get the blue palette of the hospital as it is at first. then when we make the shift to the version of reality that patrick sees, the one packed with zombies and disco lights, the lighting shifts to yellow - to indicate to us that we are seeing through his eyes, since his yellow-eyed evil state has been activated at this point.

this is a color that crops up frequently to denote connections to the supernatural, as well as to death. there’s an overwhelmingly negative association with the Vixens and evil at first (the yellow-eyed evil state that plagues patrick for most of the narrative, the Head Bitch’s gold fingernails, etc.), but by the narrative’s end there are a lot more positive associations with God (since a lot of heaven has gold accents). in “alone together,” patrick gets the association with a yellow, warm palette as he undergoes a loss of self in which he has no control, and he has his free will stripped of him. while he dies in “miss missing you” in black and white, we see him actually face this issue in “save rock and roll” - in a warm, yellow/red palette.

in which he asserts his agency and reclaims his sense of self, directly tying into the theme that defined him in “alone together.”

this is a pattern we’ll see reflected with the other guys as well!

pete gets a black-and-white color scheme. it’s a color that pertains to the fears and pressures circling fame and perception, with generally negative associations.

we also see this crop up when he dies, since “miss missing you” is a video shot entirely in black-and-white. and, as it happens, he dies because he has managed to attract extremely negative attention from patrick. he even takes a moment in the video to purposefully attract patrick’s murderous attention for the sake of a little girl that manages to briefly draw patrick’s ire.

while patrick dies in this color scheme as well, we see the follow-through for his theming and coloration in “alone together” done via “save rock and roll,” the following video, as i mentioned above. interestingly, pete also gets some minor associations with the color red, a color that he shares with patrick. the color red often signals danger (the alarm lighting in “alone together,” the false zombie reality in “where did the party go,” etc.), which is very fitting here.

joe gets a blue color scheme. this emphasizes the feeling of being trapped, as well as attracting attention, usually in the negative sense. it’s a parallel he shares with pete, which is fitting since they’re the two guys that get killed by patrick.

blue is the color palette in which he dies. he spends the entirety of “where did the party go” running around, fearful of patrick’s attention, in a bright blue/cyan palette.

it’s also very interesting to me that once joe dies and goes to hell, he and patrick flip color palettes. the red color associations that were tied to patrick get ascribed to joe instead during “death valley,” while patrick spends pretty much the entirety of “death valley” in blue, joe’s color palette.

this is extremely fitting - red is the color of danger, and hell is a pretty dangerous place full of debauchery and hedonism where joe risks losing his sense of self just like how patrick does for most of the narrative. and patrick, on the other hand, spends a lot of time in “death valley” being literally trapped, as well as having to deal with the guilt of murdering joe. it’s a very very cool piece of subtle visual storytelling that i absolutely adore.

moving on though, andy gets a green color scheme. he gets some interesting overlap with patrick as well, with some yellow/orange associations. the color green is usually used to communicate the corruption or perversion of concepts that one would ordinarily call positive or safe, like the concept of “home” or “family.”

this color scheme follows him leading up to his death and in the moments in which he dies. the exterior of the warehouse where he dies is green, and inside there’s a lot of orange lighting when he gets his throat slit.

i get into it waaaaaayyy more in the essay i linked up there, but that’s the general gist of it! i think it’s SUPER fascinating and i love love LOVE the way ybc uses colors in general. there’s a lot here i didn’t touch on cause this answer is getting long and image heavy (like the use of colors in “where did the party go” is one of my FAVORITES) but like i said i talk about it a BUNCH in that big long analysis i did lol

#askin hours #anon #youngblood chronicles #this is long hopefully it won't like. break anyones dash #idgaf about holidays i wanna think about the why bee cee!!!!!

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eg515 · 3 years

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A TV Show Update Nobody Asked For

okay, so with only two months left of this year, I thought I'd make a list of where I am with my current tv shows and what I have planned for the rest of the year. this is mostly for me, to help me keep track, but I also accept recommendations. not including the shows I watch weekly.

Revenge: I've been on this rewatch waaaay too long, but only 12 episodes are left. I fully plan on finishing it this year, hopefully even this month. it was fun to rewatch it.

Elementary: I've been stuck on early s2 of my rewatch for way too long, longer than Revenge. I can't help it, I never liked Mycroft. I plan on watching it, but I'll probably restart it. s1 is my favourite anyway. but it probably won't happen this year.

Being Human: I've been stuck on s2 for a long time, but it just got so boring. the whole thing with the vampires restructuring their hierarchy, Annie appearing and disappearing to humans all the time, and George's werewolf girlfriend whose name I can't remember, these were all storylines I didn't like and watching the show became hard. I might continue at some point, but it won't happen this year.

911 Lone Star: I'm planning a full rewatch before s3 starts in January. right now the plan is December. the exact time will depend on my schedule.

911: I want to rewatch this too, but I might wait until either the mid-season break or until after s5.

Ted Lasso: it's been on my watchlist for a while, and I will definitely watch it sometime during the next two months.

The Librarians: it's been on my watchlist for YEARS. so many years. it's definitely my next big watch. I expect it to go the same way as Leverage: it will take me a long time to start, but once I do, I won't stop.

Nikita: it's been on my watchlist for years too. I keep seeing more and more of it on my dash, so this one depends on when I will get to the point where my bi ass can't take it anymore and I give in

Succession: new item on my watchlist. I keep seeing a lot of gifs, I'll probably start it at some point.

Berlin Station: s1 done, two seasons left. but s1 was quite heavy, so I'll need to be in the right headspace. I expect I can watch s2 this year, s3 probably early next year.

Money Heist: after a long time, I finished s1 and 2 this year and started s3. s3 is unexpectedly boring though, and I stopped after a few episodes. I currently don't have any plans to watch it, I abandoned it, but mom plans on watching it, I might watch it with her.

Teen Wolf: I've been thinking about rewatching it all year, so it's only a matter of time before I say "fuck it" and binge all 6 seasons.

The Romeo Section: it's a new find, I'll start it as soon as it fully downloads.

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia: I've been meaning to watch it for a while. it's only a matter of finding it in good quality.

Imposters: definitely rewatching in the near future. I miss my idiots.

Liar: I should finish s2, but I would need to rewatch s1 too. probably won't do it this year though, but Q1 next year is likely.

LA's Finest: I plan to rewatch next year.

Mindhunter: I started once, got halfway through ep one, had to stop, never restarted again. idk, I'm losing interest, but if anyone recommends it, I might watch it.

Mr Robot: I started it like... three times? never got past s2. maybe this time I will?

Pushing Daisies: I've wanted to watch this for so long, ever since I saw it on tv. I have it downloaded and ready to watch, I just need one final push.

You Me Her: I've had it downloaded for over a year, but probably won't watch it until next year.

Sense8: definitely rewatching, but probably only next year.

Leverage/Leverage: Redemption: rewatching next year for sure.

okay, this a very long list 😂 oh well.

still taking recommendations though 😂😂

#tv show update #an update literally nobody asked for #eg rambles

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fullmarvelheart · 3 years

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Manhattan Incident

Pairing: Avengers x Enhanced!OFC

Word Count: 2,162

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of traumatic past, insomnia, passing out(..?)

A/N: Welcome to Chapter 1! I hope you all enjoy the story as well as the characters! Image is not my own. All rights go to the original creator.

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I roll over and stare at my ceiling for what feels like the millionth time this night. Sleepless nights like this are not uncommon for me, unfortunately. Too many memories swirl in my head, bad memories at that.

The bright red numbers on the clock read 3:30am. I groan as I drag my hands across my face in frustration. Knowing that I'd just keep getting annoyed at myself, I tiredly throw the covers off my body and decide to go on an early morning run to relax my mind.

When I step out into the crisp night, it feels as if a bucket of cold water has been thrown on me and I instantly feel awake.

I smile to myself as I lock the door behind me and stuff my key in the pocket of my leggings. It's a miracle I even found leggings with pockets! The cold air feels refreshing compared to my hot and stuffy bedroom. It helps ease my overactive mind.

The sound of my pounding footsteps on the pavement is music to my ears as I just focus only on that. It's extremely more pleasant that the hustle and bustle of cars and people that plague the New York streets during the day.

I feel the energy flowing into each building and through each living thing as I pass by, though I try my best to ignore it.

The streets of Brooklyn are eerily silent besides the few garbage cans being rummaged through by raccoons or even some people. The few people that were still up stare at me, but I don't stop, I can't stop.

The slower I run, the more the memories start to return, the more the pain returns, the louder my thoughts get. I push my body harder, faster, to almost inhuman like speeds. I try to hold myself back as I feel my muscles screaming for a break. Though, the want to not hold back at all and run even faster than normally possible is strong, but my mind fights me on that. It fights me on both of those things.

Keep running!

No, don't! Stop!

Blend in, don't go faster!

Run faster! As fast as you know you can!

It's frustrating, and painful.

I begin to focus on my surroundings and realize I have no idea where I am. I slow to a stop before hunching over, ignoring the dull throbbing in my head that's beginning to form, hands on my knees in order to catch my breath. I could easily replenish my strength but I can't, I won't. Not after everything. Not while there is still a risk. I had finally found a place to settle, I'm not going to ruin that now.

I let out a loud sigh into the quiet night as I straighten up. My hand moves behind my head and allows my dirty-blond colored locks to fall out of the ponytail it was in. I begin to redo it when I hear a low rumble. I freeze, thinking I was encountering an earthquake, but the ground isn't trembling and it doesn't sound... natural. Small strands of my now loose blond hair brush across my face as the breeze gently tosses it around. The sound grows steadily louder and I begin the look around when I see it in the sky.

It looks like a star, about to collide with Earth. As it gets closer, I can't find the will to move away. It strikes, causing me to stumble to the ground. I raise up my hands to create an energy field around me for protection and notice nothing hits it. Lowering my hands, and ignoring the messy strands of hair across my face, I notice there's a some sort of bright beam.

"It almost looks like a rainbow." I whisper to myself as I stand and feel the raw power pulse within it.

The light suddenly fades, the blackness of the late night returning almost instantly. When my eyes grow accustomed to the dark, I notice a figure, shakily pushing themselves off the ground. They're no human, I'm certain of that. They radiate more power than anything I've ever felt in my life on Earth. It's weak, but still very much there. I can only stare at this person, my feet frozen to the ground.

When they stand up, their head falls back before they drag their hands down their face. By their side profile, I can tell it's a man. A man with what appears to be a cape, groaning in the middle of the street. He looks tall, strong, and has wavy long hair. I'm... intrigued by his sudden presence here, of all places.

Suddenly a bright golden light, with a bit of a greenish tint erupts from the center of his chest and cascades over his whole body. The cape disappears. I quietly gasp in awe. The power, I can feel it, I can feel it's uniqueness. However, the gasp wasn't quiet enough.

His head snaps towards me and I can see his fist clenching in the dark. Still, I stand there frozen.

But then I feel a presence behind me, a weak one of the man's.

A shadow maybe... I muse to myself.

He walks faster, with a purpose. He extends his arms creating two small but sharp daggers. He's still a bit away from me but I don't give him the chance to come much closer. Draining the power of the shadow behind me, and using what little strength I have from lack of sleep, I send an energy ball at him that glows a brilliant light blue before it knocks the man back several feet.

He lands with a thud and I don't give him the chance to attack again. Using the power lines running underneath the street, I teleport back to my room in my small home.

"Damn it!" I curse, flopping down on the bed, exhaustion weighing on my bones.

It's alright, I just need to lay low now... No one is up at this hour. No one saw... Hopefully they won't find me...

A few hours later and I had finished eating breakfast. Turning on the early morning news, I drink my cup of coffee on the couch, relishing in the taste that touches my tongue and the warmth that flows down my throat. I lazily glance at the clock then look back at the TV.

Wait...

I look back over at the clock hanging on my wall and my eyes shoot open in alarm.

Crap! I'm going to be late for work!

I chug the rest of my drink, annoyed at the fact I can't savor it as I planned. Grabbing my keys and my purse, I dash outside. Let's just say I am pushing "on-time" when I get there. I throw open the door to the little café I work at and hurriedly weave my way through the customers.

"Eh, look who made it." One of my co-workers, Anna, says sarcastically. "Hey, everyone!" She calls back to our other co-workers. "Saddie's here!" I chuckle with her as this happens every-so-often... maybe like every other work day... yeah... I punch in and grab my apron before hurriedly tying it as I walk towards the front of the store.

She's still giggling to herself as I pull my hair back.

"Shut up Anna, I was on time." I say with a small smile.

"Barely." She chuckles.

I was about to reply when I happened to glance at the TV. I gasp, staggering back with a hand over my month. Everything else around me fades. On the news is an image of a Q-Ship flying over Manhattan, one of Thanos' many ships. Then the people running in a panic outside draws my attention.

Damn, why is it always New York?

"Everybody run!" Anna screams, causing a panic. I find myself running too, but towards the danger.

I push myself through the people, moving them slightly out of my way with my ability, but not significantly enough for them to tell. I look up towards the ship that I can now see for myself. Iron Man's suit flies over the horizon of panic and I grow suddenly nervous. I can't believe I'm going to do this... Without any warning, someone forcibly shoves my shoulder, causing me to lose balance. Before I hit the ground, strong arms wrap around me and drag me to the side of crazed people.

"Watch where you're going, mortal. Anyone of them would have trampled you. You're lucky I was there." An accented voice says dangerously close to my ear while slightly laced with amusement and what sounds like terror.

I feel it before I even look at him, the energy... it's the same as the man's... the one from last night.

I snap my head in the direction of his voice and come face to face with bright emerald green eyes. I push myself away with a force I don't usually use on normal humans.

But he's far from human.

He goes flying into the wall, then looks back at me, stunned as I regain my footing, before realization crosses his face. I don't take time to look at him more but instead continue towards the chaos, forcefully ripping off my apron in the process. I run into the middle of the street to find one of Thanos' Children I recognize as the bastard Ebony Maw, disappearing on his whirlwind of debris chasing after a red flying blur.

I feel for a current running under the city and use that to teleport closer to Maw. Running after them is easier said than done. Debris and abandoned cars create an obstacle course for me to weave around. Instead of doing that, I continually teleport near him. It's faster but still tiring to do.

I eventually notice Spider-Man swinging to reach the same red blur. Maw tries to catch the red mass using light posts and eventually snags it, though a man falls out. I gasp in horror, freezing, watching him fall when Spider-Man swings between the buildings keeping the other man from falling. Too many males in this fight... geez... You all need some estrogen!

I stop, only a couple hundred feet away when feel the hum of energy that surges through the ship. The transport beam activates, sucking the man in the air while the Sider-Man tries desperately to hold him back. Maw starts to use his powers to lift up the post Spider-Man is clinging onto. Snapping out of my observational trance, I conjure an energy ball and aim it at Maw. He doesn't notice until it's too late. He flies backwards from the force of the collision, but manages to remain conscious, to my annoyance. Using his powers to prevent his fall, he straightens up and turns to me with that haunting smirk of his.

Objects begin to fly at me and I create as many energy shields as I can, blocking their path. I create a bubble around myself before draining the currents underneath me to send out a shockwave. The flying objects are pushed away or are obliterated, windows are blown in and shatter, cars fly out of the street and into the buildings, stone and brick crack and crumble from the force. Maw goes flying back also, unable to block my ability.

Feeling slightly drained, I fall to my knee. I look up to see Maw picking himself up from the ground. He sends me a snarl before jumping into the beam as well.

Panic floods my system as he disappears and the beam stops. I groan as I push myself to my feet and begin to run after them, convincing myself I could still help them from here. An idea comes to me and I come to a stop before focusing on the feel of the Q-Ship. It's energy is so powerful, I'm terrified. I haven't practiced with my powers lately, I barely have enough energy to do this after what I've already done. I have no idea if this will even work. But I have to help, somehow... I have to try!

I have to help to make up for that day. The day that I couldn't save her. The day I lost the other half of me. The day my twin was ripped away from this life. And I have to make up for everything since, in someway.

I reach out to the power source, and begin to drain the ship. My hands shake as I do so, the energy feels too heavy. I should have gotten closer. But the ship begins to move, I-I c-can't...

More power is pushed through the ship, enough to move it through the atmosphere. It's getting farther... too far.

The world begins to spin and I collapse. Though, I feel someone's arms holding onto me, preventing me from hitting the hard pavement below.

Then the world goes black.

Chapter 2

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mementofloreo-archived · 3 years

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@viisiond || plotted starter || nettle stop bein cute. fucker

[it's lengthy so I gave it a cut as a courtesy to the dash!]

He's wrapped up the last of his work- finally. He's sent a letter back home to let his family know he's taking the rest of the day to rest and will be packing up and setting out tomorrow. They can expect him within two weeks, though his travel time will depend on road conditions, weather, and the whims of his health(as always).

Liyue Harbor has been very kind and welcoming to Nettle, of course, but he hasn't seen his family in over three months. He's never been on his own this long and it's worn him down horribly. Still, he's managed to soldier through it, and that gives him a little hope, at least in terms of being able to look after himself more often in the future.

He'll be happy to go back to his temporary room at the Guild and have some quiet, decompress, hopefully sleep for a while. But there's one last errand he wants to take care of.

Bubu Pharmacy is in all likelihood on its noon break period, a time for having a meal, catching a breather, restocking things and checking inventory- which means it's a good time for Nettle to drop by for a social visit.

Baizhu is already out front when Nettle ambles in, to his relief. No need to ask for him. He's looking at some notes, so Nettle clears his throat and offers a polite wave and a small smile when he looks up.

"Hullo," he says, "Sorry to intrude during an off hour- I won't take up too much time."

"What do you need today, then, Nettle?" Baizhu marks and closes his notebook and offers a polite smile in turn.

"Nothing, actually," Nettle laughs a little, "I finished the last of my liasion work this morning, so tomorrow I'll be packing up and heading home to Monstadt."

Baizhu is quiet for just a few beats longer than Nettle expects, but then he says, "...Ah, I see. I hadn't realized you were so close to finishing."

There's something in his tone that feels a little thoughtful, but Nettle isn't here to try and read his mind.

"Honestly, after the first fortnight I stopped knowing how much was left to do or how long it would take myself." He says, but then he holds out a parcel. Baizhu looks at it blankly.

"Ah," Nettle coughs, "I'm sorry, let me-" He fumbles and flushes as he excuses himself and explains. "...I...well, of course I know that everything you've done for me has just been part of your job. And I understand that you'd offer the same help and courtesy to anyone who pays for it, but..."

He exhales. "...Even so...It's mundane to you, but for me it made all the difference. More than once. The supplies I've gotten here, as well as the suggestions and tips, they've helped me take care of myself while I've been here...and they've helped me save a few lives out in the field as well. I can't...really effectively express how significant that is to me."

He takes another breath. "Anyway, all my carrying on aside, I wanted to do something to thank you. So, uh, here. It's a gift...care package? I don't know, call it what you like, but it's for you."

Baizhu is very quiet as he takes the parcel- it's actually three small packages bound together with twine.

"The one on top is yours," Nettle says, "But I...I've labeled the others- I brought things for Qiqi and mister Gui as well."

Baizhu nods, still silent, removes the packet on top and unwraps it. Nettle immediately feels his face heat, begins fidgeting and fiddling with his hands. He hadn't expected him to open it right away.

"I...er, I know it's...really not anything special," he sputters, "...It may not even do you any good, or you may not even like the taste, but...maybe you'll at least like the teacup?"

Wrapped in the parcel is a small wooden cup, the same shape as most used for hot tea in Liyue. It's been sanded smooth and given a few coats of safe varnish for durability, and detailed, painstakingly carved wildflowers and fiddleheads add character to it. There is a simple lid on top.

"There's uh, there's some loose leaf tea inside. In a paper container." Nettle says, "It's designed to uh, to help treat inflammation and regulate heartrate. Amaranth did most of the research for making it originally, but I put this batch together myself. I uh, I also made the cup."

"I know that your health isn't good, so I just..." he's still fidgeting, "...Well I mean you know more about medicine and all that than I ever could, so it's likely this is something you've already tried, or that wouldn't work for you, or...well, like I said, you might not even like the flavor, but..."

He finishes very quietly, lamely, voice cracking, "...to be honest, I just...kind of worry about you a little, and I wanted to...try and offer what little I can, you know?"

Baizhu nods absently and remains quiet.

"Um...the...the one for Gui is a leatherbound notebook? Or more accurately a cover. The inside can be switched out if he fills it up. I figure he can keep notes on orders and other things in there. The one for Qiqi..."

He purses his lips. Qiqi is a sweet kid, really. Not very expressive, and her working memory is honestly awful. She's a literal zombie, so Nettle isn't entirely surprised by that- being undead coming with physical or cognitive issues makes a lot of sense to him.

Still, she really tries very hard. And he may not know what the ethical thing to do is concerning whether she should be laid to rest or allowed to keep going as is- but for as long as she does keep going, he feels she should be treated with love and care, just like any other child. He's spent quite a few hours helping her find her way after finding her lost, and while they walk he plays games and sings songs with her. Ones he does with his nephew- ones that he was taught to help manage his own working memory problems as a child.

...He doesn't know if any of that has helped Qiqi improve on the whole, but...he's noticed in the last few weeks that she recognizes him when he comes in and remembers his name(well...the shortening of it- Ned.)

"Qiqi's is, um...it's more of a memento, or keepsake, or something. There's a little notepad inside, not...not for writing, I've just...catalogued some of the songs and games I taught her, in case she wants to keep playing them. And there's a little...charm, I guess? It's just a little felted toy with a string she can use to attach it to a bag or belt. It's um..."

He mutters in embarrassment, "...............it's a dendro slime. With my uh, my coloring...well, a lot of people compare me to one, and...she seems to sort of recognize me now, and I know how much work that must have taken her...Anyway, I filled it up with the same scent I think she recognizes me by, it's...sweetened cinnamon. It's the fragrance I use for my hygeine supplies, so I always smell like it. I've found um...for me at least, some of my strongest memory reactions are to scents, so...I kind of...tried to get her to use sensory input to help her, and...well I don't know if it worked, but...I can hope."

"God I really did just go on and on, I'm so sorry." Nettle laughs, "...please continue looking after her well, though, Baizhu. She's a really, really good kid."

With another sigh, he finally drops his hands to his sides again. "Anyway, I'm sure you still have some things to get to during your break, so I'll wrap it up and get out of your way but...well, I hope you'll also...take good care of yourself. I know it can be pretty touch and go for you some days, but...well, I'd like it if you're still here the next time I'm able to make it out here. So, so I can see you again. And maybe get your opinion on that tea? Haha..."

He knows he must be going from pink to red by now. Baizhu has still said....all but nothing. He doesn't seem upset, more like...perhaps he's having trouble processing the gift. Regardless, Nettle is getting too embarrassed to handle this any longer- so he excuses himself and scampers out of the pharmacy. He'll get dinner to go on his way back to the guild.

#「ʜᴇ's sᴏғᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ║ʙᴜᴛ ғʀᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅs⸝ ʜᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs」[Nettle]#「ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡᴀs sᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ sᴋɪɴ║ʙᴜᴛ sᴏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ⸝ sᴏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ」[Nettle🎔Baizhu;viisiond]#GAY G AY HOMOSEXUAL GAY #baizhu im sorry for this dorky lil twink pls forgive him

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hello !!! ive been too shy to send this till now but im thinking that ill be sending an extremely long message to you ! hopefully i won't reveal myself !!! i love you a lot like words can not express how thankful i am to you and to your posts and to your blog and hey it's okay. you don't have to do anything, your existence itself is enough and is good. you are loved greatly, and im so sorry i didn't say anything till now but i love you. greatly. extremely. more than mere words can describe (1/?)

or more than i, myself, can properly ever express ! i love you a lot and you are loved and cherished deeply and greatly. and whatever you decide, ill always support you. i believe that you can kick ass with your criminology course and i believe that you can shatter the very universe and reach the sky, and i firmly believe in this. you’re strong and i love you very much. thank you for your hard work and for making such beautiful content even when you don’t have time and is busy. it’s okay (2/?)even if you don’t make a lot of content nowadays, it’s okay to take a break. it’s okay to be in a funk. it’s okay to not want to do anything. it’s okay to give yourself some time and just let yourself go. it’s okay. your gifs may not do as well as before, but hey! think about this!! whenever i see your gifs on my dash, i immediately know it’s yours. i think your gifs are these pockets of joy and loveclouds and i genuinely mean this. they are always so pretty and so perfectly timed and (3/?)well-made. like seriously !! they always look so wonderful and idk how your hands can do it. like bless you ! i love you very much. thank you for your constant hard work really! i can not like commend you in ways i want to cause my words is lacking but i really just wanted to tell you that your blog is special. and that i absolutely love you here, but really, you should do what you want. what makes you the happiest. what gives you the most ease and comfort. please always put yourself (4/?)before others ! you deserve it !!! you really do!! anyhow i just wanted to tell you that i love and cherish your greatly and that thank you so much for all that you do. you’re doing well. you have been doing well. and i know that you will continue to do well, so give yourself a little more credit, and be kinder to yourself. you’re a lovely starbeam and i love you very much! thank you once again!! im sorry hah this is REALLY LONG! ill leave with a pickup line! are you French.. CAUSE MADAM! (5/5)

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well firstly, thank u for this very thoughtful and kind message. i did not expect something like this!!

i rly didnt make that post to guilt-trip anyone into messaging me, following me, sending an ask, etc., i just really dont think anyone cares about me or would miss me if i deactivated. friends, sure, but w/friends ive made on here i have added on other social media so i dont think they could really “miss” me bc they see my dumbass posting mingyu pics on my insta story because of this, i think about doing that a lot lately

i dont really even know why it bothers me so much (my posts underperforming); its just a site. and ive even held myself back from making gifs even though i tell myself “no one’s giffed it yet” and i want to gif it,, it’s bc my effort seems futile. it sounds sad but i feel like ““my time”” as a content creator here is up…you know? like trends. some people and things just arent it anymore, i guess. ive also really become tired of the internet dramas and inter-fandom dramas. drama is unavoidable online or not but i do find myself being stressed out by things that dont even directly involve me lol. and i’m still into seventeen/still love them btw, this isnt abt them

..maybe part of my change in perspective on this is due to being in college + doing commissions n stuff for spare cash here and there. so one downside to that (or upside depending on how you look at it) i dont really feel like doing loads of free work in exchange for no payment. its such a capricorn thing to say but i’ve found that i really like creating youtube videos, and since i can make a profit on those–bc my channel finally got approved for monetization :’’’)–maybe my brain likes the idea of that more lmao (………heres my channel btw)

its really nice to hear you like the things i make and thats its also recognizable. i try to make gifs “current” or whatever but also my own. i create because i have to. its bad for my mental health not to

my blog’s been mostly inactive for the last week and i did notice that i felt a lot better. this week was really good–in a lot of ways. i still want to make things. i unfollowed tags and stuff so i wont even check if somethings been giffed. i’ll just do it, i think. im hoping if i change things i can still be on here and enjoy it.

thank u for all the kind words, this is really encouraging + comforting. i hope this response was adequate..and i also hope you had a nice week. i still want to try because of people like u 💞ily 💞

#d:answered #text heavy //#n17 #anon

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