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aka: i’ve got work in two hours and haven’t slept, brainrot
originally belonging to a misfit bunch of Viera men cast off from their forests, Yuetu was the most recent son taken from home to live alongside the other menfolk. he had only been in their company a few months, roaming the fringes of Yanxia, when the Garleans began to flex their hold over the rural stretches of land. while this was not the last time they would show their strength, it was the Vieran men’s first exposure to their might and their weaponry.
Yuetu had barely begun to learn how to wield a knife for foraging, let alone self defense, and it was in the shadow of their carnage that the man in charge of the tribe’s boys instructed him to find a place to hide and stay put.
and so he did, climbing aboard an empty cargo ship and sealing himself into a crate, knife in hand.
he wasn’t entirely certain how long he hid away, except that the next time he opened his eyes, it was blindingly daylight, and a hyur had opened the crate with a startled shout.
the ship had docked in Kugane. the deckhand, uncertain as to the circumstances that lead a preteen to fall asleep with a weapon in their hand, quickly called others to take in the sight.
by dusk that evening, one of the port’s numerous shipwrights had taken the boy home, given him a meal, and tucked him in for the night. after a long discussion with their partner, they decided to allow him to stay until they figured out what had come to pass.
(and, as they teased, a stork usually brought a baby, not a ship with a child - but rabbits were said to be lucky, and after their wishes proved fruitless for a baby, the hare would do. they called him Jade until he felt comfortable enough speaking his name to them, but by then, it had become his moniker more than Yuetu, anyway.)
over the next several years, Jade made honest work helping alongside their deckhand parent, but they always had their ears pointed toward Yanxia. by night, they pick-pocketed tourists, stashing coin pieces away to one day be able to purchase a trip back to their home to see if any of their kin had survived.
as time wore on, however, his hope wore thin. the Garlean’s spread fingers over Yanxia turned into an iron fist, and it quickly became known that no ships would dare dock there.
as of Stormblood, Jade had found himself fleet of feet and quick of hand - and while never formally trained, he does what he can to aid the liberation of Yanxia.
he’s naturally white-furred and pale eyed, but began dying his hair shortly after arriving at Kugane. it made him blend in just a tad easier among crowds, and made his nightly thievery less obvious. a head of black hair is harder to see in the dark.
over the course of Stormblood and beyond, when he begins fighting in earnest to get home and put his brothers to rest (assuming they are long deceased), he slowly stops dying it as often. seeing him with white roots isn’t uncommon.
he only has four toes on each foot - like rabbits - and went barefoot until he got to Kugane! he hadn’t realized how weird his feet were until a Hyur child pointed it out. he hates wearing shoes, however.
he doesn’t eat meat. it makes him sick to his stomach, actually - he’s just barely become immune to the smell of fish over the years spent in Kugane.
his common is an odd hodge-podge, and most Eorzeans would probably be hard pressed to understand him if he wasn’t consciously trying to slow down and enunciate.
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ugh i just woke up and I'm alreaddyyy in a rambling mood,, too many thoughts and nobody to comfortably talk to,,,,,
i think my parents have kinda fucked up the way i interact w adults,,, im realizing now that i always expect them to act similarly?? like i'm Actually kind of scared of my friends' parents/family members even when they're nice and apparently like me,,, and with my teachers i'm afraid of coming off as "disrespectful" and it's always shocking when any adult does something Small my parents Don't Do and i just think "is it really that bad???" like the coach for one of my extracurriculars,, whenever she wants to address me (thus far just online) she always does it privately/sends other people away and it touches me so much that it makes me want to cry bc privacy is huge to me and I'm just so used to my parents trampling all over mine to the point where I reflexively try to "hide"/"protect" anything i care about (never leaving my poems out in the open, like literally having them either in a notebook under my bed or double password protected in my phone,,) and it feels so stupid and irrational until my parents eat some of my snacks and call Me wrong for getting upset about it,,,, and so I'm always so freaking shocked when someone not only recognizes my boundaries but respects them as well,,
but then there's a painful issue in which if i like people i might idealize them? think of them as too perfect and then whenever they do something upsetting or i do something (or even think about) doing something "wrong" to/around them,, shit really hits the fan in my head??
geehhh school makes me hate myself sometimes but when i'm stable enough i can admit that i'm smart,,, i'm really good at reflecting on myself/my actions and mayhaps a certain shade of self-psychoanalysis (probablyyyy not entirely healthy but Understanding/being able to explain to myself what the hell is happening and why gives me a sense of control,,) and i really wish i had a therapist just to tell me what to Do with thoughts like these,, like i need help knowing right from wrong/someone i can trust to just like,,, dump all of the shit in my brain on
Did I just spend 25 minutes researching how to get a marriage license in PA and also what kind of marriage license to get because APPARENTLY for the “normal” kind you have to have a religious leader with an ACTIVE FUCKING CONGREGATION to marry you and if, say, you want to have someone meaningful to marry you, you really ought to just get a “Quaker” or self-uniting marriage license that requires two witnesses to sign that yes you did just promise yourselves to each other in front of us because, again, this is how it has to happen unless you hire an officiant who HAS AN ACTIVE CONGREGATION
Did I also just spend 4.5 minutes ranting about this in a whatsapp voice message to scone? Oh you better fucking believe I did (good morning sweetheart I know you want to hear about this first thing in the morning lol whoops sorry)
Did I ALSO just work myself up into a hiccuping fit because of all of this? APPARENTLY SO
So anyway, scone and I are planning to become married on paper when he comes in January so that we have a suitable amount of time to wait before he applied for a change of status (OR so that we can be legally married before I leave the fucking country for one of these jobs please hire me) before he comes back in May so that he can start that process before our wedding and hopefully finish it before NEXT December/January so that he can both get into the country (apparently it’s frowned upon/suspicious to be a foreign national with a change of status application still processing when you enter the country?? And can get you denied entry????) AND be hired more easily because blah blah blah machisimo culture means he can’t be a house-husband or financially reliant on anyone except himself
THIS IS SO FUCKING COMPLICATED PLEASE JUST LET ME HAVE MY SCONE
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