#LETS GO OLD PEOPLE

[mania-sama]

👻 trick or treat motherfcker 🎃

oh, what a lovely costume you're wearing! that's right, take a candy from the bowl... and you've got a fic idea! i have tons of those bouncing around my brain.

alright, this idea has been pinging around in my head for a month or so, now. i've thus far written not a single word for it in the google document i opened for it, so i will spill my brains out the best i can into this ask. additionally, with the candy you've pulled out, i will include a very short extra scene to go with it. because ideas are ideas. they invade my mind and don't let go, and god do i love this one.

let me set the scene: an alternate universe of sorts, where everyone is in university. aran is in his final year of university for his RN license, working as an intern at a nursing home as a CNA, in direct care of the residents. he's been working there for a while, but he's recently been put in charge of another resident after one of his coworkers was fired (i like to think something horrendously dramatic, like caught injecting heroine for a second time in a resident bathroom, but that's neither here nor there).

the resident he's now assisting truly doesn't need much help, and it puzzles him exactly why she's even there, aside from her momentarily lapses in memory and clarity. then, while he's entertaining mrs. yumie (as she's already asked him to call her, even though they've known each other less than two hours) over a long game of scrabble, someone knocks on the door. yumie doesn't seem surprised by this, and shoos aran to go let them in.

aran opens the door and greets kita shinsuke, a young man with white-and-black hair, clear skin, and large brown eyes. aran fumbles for a second, momentarily awestruck by the young man's beauty, before he demands their relation. kita introduces himself, learns that aran is the new attending CNA, and makes himself at home with his grandmother. aran doesn't question him, not really; kita doesn't volunteer any information about himself, and yumie seems content to let her grandson and her attendant settle into each other's presence on their own. he leaves them together, after a while. he gets the feeling kita may want alone time with her.

and most visitors only come by once every few weeks or months. a grandson isn't anticipated to be seen but once every few years. so, when aran is once again pulled into another game - this time, dominoes - and there is a knock at the door, aran does not open it expecting to see the same young man again.

and he sees him again the next day. and the next. and the next. and it happens until he realizes that, oh, this is the guy his fired coworker always gossiped about, the one who came by at the same exact time every single day without fail, come rain or shine. his coworker had bitched about kita, though; said he was difficult to get along with, that kita would always make it a point to ask his coworker to leave the room.

aran doesn't get it. kita has never asked him to leave. and while being rather quiet and non-expressive, kita has never been unkind or difficult, either. in fact, aran would say that they are warming up to each other quite well.

and that's where the fic continues. it would go on to describe their budding friendship and general feelings towards each other, as aran finally gains the confidence to ask questions. kita answers them, obviously; he's just not going to volunteer anything, most of the time, aran realizes. and it's not for the necessity of a private life. kita just doesn't pick up that sometimes, he is expected to answer questions that people don't verbally ask. it bypasses him, so aran goes on to make himself more clear.

the situation is this: kita hadn't been the one to volunteer his grandmother into a nursing home. he isn't home a lot. she starts wandering from home, up and down streets. she has lapses in judgement, where everything becomes confused and disoriented. she's sharp, most of the time; that's why she realizes that without kita home with her, since he goes way to both attend the farm and university (a different one than aran), that she is both stressing her grandson out and a danger to herself. so, she signs herself up for the nursing home.

kita visits at the exact same time everyday, at two in the afternoon, since he purposefully scheduled himself to never have class at that time. it's too hot to be outside, either, so he never has an overriding guilt of not overseeing his crops and farmhands at the time. he stays for an hour, then promptly leaves. it's a routine, and he intends on sticking with it. aran is merely absorbed into that consistent routine.

while this fic would have a happy ending, it's important to note that, if i did ever write it, nothing serious would happen between aran and kita until his grandmother passes. having a grandmother with alzheimer's wrecks the soul. when it starts going downhill, it goes down fast and hard. kita would cope with it the best he could. there are breaks when, in the late stages, he couldn't bear the fact that she would look at kita and see a stranger for the entire hour together. and aran would be there, supporting as best as he could, but he's torn, too, having started loving yumie as much as his own grandmother. that stage of pain and grief would be the climax, of sorts. only then would they get into an sort of serious, long-term relationship, after all is said and done.

i would also like to note that it wouldn't just be about kita. it would be about aran, and all of the tribulations that come with the healthcare industry, and especially with the elderly. he is constantly surrounded by grief. it is not easy. it is taxing, and kita would be there for him when it all starts to bear down too heavily. he's the reprieve, the eye of the storm in the thick of the hurricane. aran would be the central character, with his struggles being the one reflected in those around him, not vice versa.

an interesting sidebar: i was going back and forth on whether or not this would be arankita or atsukita. even now, i still entertain the idea of either or. i think they could both work in their respective places, only i probably wouldn't have atsumu by a CNA/RN. he'd probably just be a receptionist or something that hosts weekly bingo night. but regardless, he'd meet kita all the same, every single day.

but, with the ship that i have written entirely in this version of what i will lovingly dub the Nursing Home AU, i want to present to you a scene that i find hilarious. aran is working, as per usual, and anticipates kita's arrival. however, when the knock sounds, it's different. harsher. an alternating pattern that's familiar but most certainly is not kita familiar. when he opens the door, he's face-to-face with atsumu, and osamu ducked behind him. atsumu has a book in his hand, grinning grimly, and says, "hey, aran."

aran looks him up and down, then osamu, who's expression really isn't any better. he demands to know why they are here, and atsumu reveals that they've been friends with kita since high school. aran is old friends with the twins; they playing together in middle school, but aran ended up in a different high school. they reconnected in university, in an off-chance where aran had to retake a class with a lot of incoming freshman and meets osamu, just to find out that atsumu was recruited to join the collegiate volleyball club. queue aran-miya twins friendship, where aran did not know that they were also friends with kita.

and, atsumu tells him, waving a book in his face, they are here to read to granny yumie per kita's orders. kita couldn't make it because he was out with illness and didn't want to drag it into the nursing home, where a bunch of old people with weak immune systems could catch it and die. atsumu's words, not kita's. anyway, aran is worried and it makes the twins laugh a little. they offer kita's address, should aran want to stop by.

osamu says he brought onigiri. and that's really aran's only condolence as they sit through atsumu's terrible reading of In A Grove by Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, a story that would take any normal, sane person ten to thirty minutes to get through, tops. it takes atsumu the entire hour. yumie does not spare an beratings when the time calls for it because, really, a university student should not be this bad at reading out loud.

aran hopes kita never falls ill ever again.

anyway, if anyone reading this ever wants to write about this concept in any capacity, go right ahead. i'm sure i'll never get around to it.

[symphonyofsilence]

Let the poor man rest.

[spitedemon]

i really don’t think it’s “typical dragon age fandom nonsense” for people to be genuinely upset about the world state choices. combat, level design, art direction, gameplay gimmicks, those have all varied across each dragon age game. the one thing that’s remained constant are nods to our previous choices.

i wasn’t expecting my HoF to come riding in on a griffon, but i can’t find a monument dedicated to warden tabris somewhere around the anderfels? lucanis couldn’t have some lines about the time that one arainai boy was stirring up trouble in antiva city? you’re gonna tell me that making a mage the new divine wouldn’t have some impact on nevarra and antiva? on the anderfels, the supposed most devout militant andrastian nation in thedas? you’re saying nobody in the north is paying attention to who rules orlais or ferelden? come on.

[selfhealingmoments]

[aunmenosheteroenespanol]

2.12 Chimney Begins - 2.09 Hen Begins - 2.16 Bobby Begins Again - 7.04 Buck, Bothered and Bewildered

Tommy's family arc

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Council of lovefools.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[wispscribbles]

Me @ Ghost: I sentence u to happy retirement, loser

[thebarrows]

put them in a room together and no one will come out alive (●'◡'●)

[habken]

“two eight year olds in a trench coat” version of the fusion au was so good too

[aingeal98]

Something about older Jason looking at the child version of himself, the innocent victim, and feeling the need to defend and avenge him the way no one else will. They'll call him reckless and try to pin the blame for his death on some unique failure of his personality, the problem isn't Robin the problem is he was just a bad fit for Robin! And then older Jason coming back to life and spits on their twisted grief. Fuck you, that innocent child deserved more. You took his memory and ruined it to make yourselves feel better. If no one will give him justice then Jason will take it himself no matter who he has to kill to get there. It's the only way he can move forward.

Something about older Cass looking at this child version of herself, this innocent who has no idea what she was doing when she was tricked into killing, and finding her irredeemable. She will forgive everyone for everything if they need a second chance but she cannot forgive that innocent child. She spends ten years wanting that child to die for their sin, a standard she holds no one else to. And in the end she does have to die. She can never forgive that child until the price has been paid and the guilty, tormented, suicidal mess of a girl is dead and never coming back. Only then can Cass live on. Only then can she smile without feeling the weight of her kill on her back. If no one will give that child the justice they deserve then she will have to do it herself. It's the only way she can move forward.

[itshansolo]

Do people who claim that Ron doesn’t “deserve” Hermione simply… ignore that he begged Bellatrix to torture him instead of her?

That he was quite literally ready to die for her?

Like… what kind of cognitive dissonance is that?

[nellasbookplanet]

I do think that referring to Essek as irredeemable for regretting his actions only because he was caught and risked losing his friends is both kind of reductive to him as a character and a misunderstanding of the concept of redemption arcs in media.

A person generally isn't changed because you sit them down and hand them a bunch of political theory to read. They change because their circumstances and relationships do. It's like that guy who was deradicalized because he got a bunch of shrimp and started to care for them. It’s our relationships that change us, because they give us not a logical but an emotional reason to do so.

Caleb explicitly says "these people will change you" (or something along that line; I don’t remember the exact quote). Essek, before the m9, didn’t genuinely care about anyone. The people who would die if a war started because of his actions were irrelevant and abstract to him. Caleb, similarly, also started c2 not really caring about others. He had no interest in taking on Ikithon or the Assembly to save others from going through what he did, too preoccupied with his own trauma and his own goals to care. In that sense, he started the campaign in a similar place as Essek post ep. 97: regretful, but too busy wallowing in his own self-loathing to productively do anything to prevent future harm due to his previous actions.

Being with the m9, being reminded of the importance of other people and realizing that they’re capable of caring for them, is what changes Caleb and Essek both. Of course Essek starts out more concerned with losing the nein than with strangers killed in a war. They’re his starting step, the opening through which he realizes that the people hurt by his actions are real, that he cares, that he has the ability to, if not undo his harm, help stop furthering of it.

[cherrywhite]

Silt Verses protagonists // Returning Home

[territorial-utopia]

Huzzah! It's birthday time! I'm slowly accumulating more and more things I like (latest additions this vest I made and a travel typewriter! Still need to fix the latter one though)

Sure has been a year.

[navree]

Incorrect, the fact that Biden has dropped out and a candidate with history of supporting medicare for all and being more receptive to a ceasefire in the I/P conflict has made me go from "I cannot morally support the Democratic nominee" to "I am voting for the Democratic nominee despite the fact she isn't perfect in every respect." I'm really happy this played out. The Dems for the most part abandoned the old Obama platform and it feels like its possible an actual progressive agenda could come to pass in my lifetime.

Kamala 2024!

If you weren't going to vote Democratic in this election before Biden dropped out you're a dorkass loser who does not care about any of the issues you're yammering about here and also a fundamentally bad person, and I hope you get run over by a bus.

But you got one thing right in all of this gibberish, Kamala 2024.

[racetrackmybeloved]

i would give anything to watch a full movie on how the entirety of brooklyn came to be "spot conlon's territory". half of the brooklyn newsies are practically grown ass men, and they answer to this scrawny blond fifteen year old??

like come on