#another long intro

[opullenza]

[  esther yu,  cis - woman,  she/her,  n/a, n/a  ] welcome  to  excesstv,  ARIA  JADE  LIU  —  or  should  i  say  the  airhead?  …  a  quick  google  search  tells  me  you’re  a  TWENTY  EIGHT  year  old  FASHION  DESIGNER  who’s worth 26M.  you've  called  avalon  home  for  FOUR  YEARS,  however  something  tells  me  there’s  more  to  you  than  a  flashy  resume  and  penthouse  37A  on  your  door  ?  it  seems  you’ve  managed  to  earn  a  reputation  around  the   city   for  being  SCATTERBRAINED,  yet,  upon  further  investigation  it  seems  you're  also  quite  EFFERVESCENT.  but  hey,  thats  the  kind  of  mix  that  keeps  people  guessing.  i'm  sure  as  a  GEMINI  you're  used  to  people  commenting  on  your  PINK  CHLOE  ‘ROSIE'  SUNGLASSES  /  A  COLLECTION  OF  VINTAGE  FASHION  MAGAZINES  STREWN  ABOUT  A  GLASS  COFFEE  TABLE  ; FLICKERS  OF  GOLDEN  SUNLIGHT  STREAMING  THROUGH  LACE  CURTAINS  ;  VINTAGE  CRYSTAL  CHANDELIERS  CASTING  RAINBOW  SPARKLES  ON  BLUSH  WALLS  ; A  PINK  FLUFFY  CASHMERE  SWEATER   WITH  A  PETER  PAN  COLLAR  ;  &  SOFT  CLOUDS  OF  CHIFFON  AND  SILK  SCATTERED  ON  EVERY  SURFACE.  but  still  we  can't  wait  to  watch  you  flourish  (  or  fail  )  these  next  few  weeks  … 

s t a t i s t i c s .

BASICS:

FULL NAME:  aria jade liu.

NICKNAMES:  ari.

GENDER:  cis female.

PRONOUNS:  she/her.

SEXUALITY:  pansexual.

AESTHETICS: a collection of vintage fashion magazines strewn about a glass coffee table ; flickers of golden sunlight streaming through lace curtains ; vintage crystal chandeliers casting rainbow sparkles of blush walls ; a pink fluffy cashmere sweater with a peter pan collar ; soft clouds of chiffon and silk scattered on every surface ; handwritten notes and sketches pinned on a corkboard ; an ethereal ball gown embellished with hand sewn sequins, shimmering like stars ; a collection of colorful flower crowns.

AGE:  twenty five.

DATE OF BIRTH:  august 11th, 1999.

ZODIAC SIGN:  gemini sun, libra moon, pisces rising.

OCCUPATION:  fashion designer.

APPEARANCE:

FACECLAIM:  esther yu.

VOICE CLAIM:  esther yu.

HEIGHT:  5'2".

BUILD:  slim, but not too skinny.

HAIR: long ( almost waist length ), milk tea brown, wispy bangs, naturally wavy.

PIERCINGS & TATTOOS:  click here for pinterest board.

OTHER DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:  expressive eyes, soft heart shaped face, delicate features, youthful energy.

STYLE: click for pinterest board.

PERSONALITY:

TRAITS: + generous, compassionate, curious, optimistic, effervescent, playful. -scatterbrained, mischievous, overly - trusting, indecisive, easily detracted, insecure.

LIKES:  vintage fashion, baking, tea, cats, bubble baths, traveling, art museums, poetry, cooking shows, romantic comedies.

DISLIKES: confrontation, rudeness, strict routines, judgmental attitudes, boredom, loud noises, injustice, negative self-talk, cold weather, long meetings.

FEARS: heights, dogs and being alone.

PHOBIAS:  acrophobia : fear of heights.

HOBBIES:  baking, journaling, dancing, yoga, collecting vintage couture fashion.

PET PEEVES:  rudeness, disorganizations, negativity, lack of enthusiasm.

FAVORITES:

ICE CREAM FLAVOUR:  matcha green tea.

TIME OF THE DAY / NIGHT:  early morning.

WEATHER:  sunny, warm days.

BREAKFAST FOOD:  yogurt parfait.

DINNER FOOD:  sushi.

DESSERT: macarons.

COLOURS:  pastel pink, lavender, mint green.

ITEM:  leather journal.

COFFEE ORDER: iced caramel macchiato.

PERFUME: yves saint laurent's mon paris.

b i o g r a p h y .

aria jade liu was born and raised in the vibrant coastal town of key west, florida, as the youngest of five children and the only girl in her family. growing up in a wealthier, non-influential household, she was surrounded by the lively atmosphere of her parents’ chinese restaurants, which served as both a gathering place for the community and a source of pride for her family. despite their comfortable lifestyle, aria's parents emphasized the value of hard work, instilling a strong work ethic in their children from a young age. they often encouraged aria and her siblings to pitch in at the restaurants, teaching them the importance of responsibility and dedication.

aria attended a public school in key west, where her experience was anything but typical for someone from a wealthier family. rather than basking in popularity, she often found herself on the outskirts of the social scene, proudly embracing her quirky interests and passions. while many of her peers gravitated toward trends and social status, aria felt no need to conform; instead, she reveled in her love for all things fashion and dreamt of attending a prestigious design school. her grades were perfectly average, reflecting her relaxed approach to academics, but she consistently performed well enough to maintain a solid footing in her classes, despite her airy and ditzy nature.

however, what aria lacked in academic accolades, she more than made up for with her infectious enthusiasm and kind-hearted nature. she easily formed friendships with fellow misfits and outcasts, creating a close-knit circle that appreciated her effervescent personality. aria's unique perspective on life allowed her to connect with others on a deeper level, earning her a reputation as the lovable "nerdy" girl who could always be counted on for a listening ear or a supportive word.

by her senior year of high school, aria had made a name for herself in key west as a promising designer. several of her classmates began to request (and pay a pretty penny) for custom prom dresses designed by aria, showcasing her unique flair for fashion. her designs were characterized by ethereal silhouettes, playful patterns, and exquisite embellishments that captured the attention of her peers and the community alike. while she experimented with designing everyday clothing, she quickly discovered her passion for creating formal and semi-formal gowns that made women feel like the stars of their own fairy tales. after graduating high school, her parents, recognizing her talent and ambition, invested significantly in her future by sending her to the prestigious fashion institute of technology in new york city, where she would continue to hone her craft and pursue her dreams.

by the time aria graduated from the fashion institute of technology, her talent had not gone unnoticed. during her time there, she had the opportunity to showcase her work in a student fashion show, where one of the judges—a designer for a well-known fashion house—was captivated by her unique take on modern femininity. this connection led to aria being offered a chance to design a small collection for the house, giving her the exposure she needed to establish herself in the industry. the success of that collection garnered attention from various fashion influencers and magazines, skyrocketing her reputation. with the momentum from this collaboration, aria decided to launch her own brand, focusing on bespoke dresses and evening wear that perfectly blended elegance and whimsy. the initial sales quickly propelled her into the realm of millionaires, as her designs resonated with clients seeking the perfect blend of modern and vintage aesthetics.

four years ago, aria made the move to the avalon, drawn by its luxurious atmosphere and vibrant community of artists and entrepreneurs. the penthouse complex quickly became her sanctuary, a place where her creativity could flourish among like-minded individuals. recently, she was cast in the reality show excesstv, a decision that left her both thrilled and apprehensive. while the opportunity to showcase her designs and personality on a public platform is a dream come true, the thought of being surrounded by other strong personalities makes her heart race. deep down, her insecurities bubble to the surface, leaving her to wonder if she can hold her own amidst the chaos. despite her fears, aria is determined to embrace this new chapter in her life, hoping that her effervescent spirit will shine through and connect her with others just as passionate about their crafts.

h e a d c a n o n ' s .

growing up in a family with high expectations, aria constantly feels the pressure to prove herself, leading to moments of self-doubt. she channels this anxiety into her designs, striving for perfection in her work, which often results in late nights spent sketching and refining her creations.

despite her bubbly exterior, aria is a hopeless romantic at heart. she finds solace in reading romance novels and daydreams about finding love while balancing her passion for design. these stories inspire her collections, blending fantasy with her unique aesthetic.

aria's fashion line is called 'seraph' and it is completely inspired by teuta matoshi's beautiful gowns, which you can check out here!

each morning, aria dedicates time to her creative ritual, which includes journaling her dreams and ideas for designs. this practice not only fuels her creativity but also helps her clear her mind before diving into the day’s challenges.

though she often wears pastel colors and feminine styles, aria has an unexpected love for indie pop and alternative music. she frequently attends local concerts, using music as a way to unwind and embrace her playful side outside of her design work.

she has a specific color palette she leans towards when designing, favoring soft pastels and muted tones that evoke a sense of calm and femininity, which she feels reflects her personality.

when she’s working on a new collection, aria loves to play upbeat music and dance around her studio, finding joy in the creative process and using movement to spark new ideas.

aria has a knack for baking and often treats her friends and neighbors to homemade goodies. she's a firm believer that food brings people together and helps her unwind from the pressures of work, something her parents instilled in her at a young age.

[legendoftherisingtide]

[intro]

Bakugou is a prideful, arrogant person. He holds himself to the highest standard; he is the best and everyone else is simply below him. Everything he has ever done was in pursuit of being number one, shining above the rest. He has to have a perfect victory, he has to be a perfect student, he has to win to save.

He pushes and pushes and won’t let anyone see his weaknesses or his insecurities. He can never lose, he can never fail, he can never show that he regrets or hesitates or that he hasn’t thought everything through. He must never be vulnerable in every sense of the word.

Then why is he standing in the rain.

To apologize shouldn’t be a sacrifice, but it is for Bakugou. To pour his feelings, to admit his wrong, to let down all of the walls he has built and be vulnerable. And in front of his whole class.

He is willing to sacrifice his pride, to fully sacrifice any superiority he could have, to bare his soul and even risk rejection. Because he knows Midoriya is more important. Because he wants him to come home, he wants him to know his true feelings, because he wants things to change. 

Because Midoriya has changed him. Midoriya has opened his eyes; by showing him he’s allowed to be open, that his feelings should be expressed, that he has so much to learn, and so much of that was learned through Midoriya just existing.

He isn’t sacrificing his safety frivolously because he’s expected to as a hero; he is doing it because he has grown. He is doing it because he has finally admitted to himself that he wants Midoriya to be with him and safe.

So I will sacrifice this for you. Not because it will change anything, as much as I want that I know that I can’t just fix all the wrong with just this. And I am willing to do as much as it takes to earn your forgiveness. But I don’t need that from you, not now and not ever if you don’t want that, I just need you to rest. I did so much wrong. And I am sorry for everything. You don’t have to do this alone. Lean on us. You are so strong and being supported doesn’t discount that. You’ve taught me that. 

I hate the rain. But I will brave it for you. 

He would do everything in his power, admit so many things, just to get Midoriya to take care of himself. We see him being the most vulnerable he has ever been in front of people that aren’t Midoriya. He does so much completely out of character, all in pursuit of being there for Midoriya. 

For Izuku.

He finally gets over himself and finally tells Midoriya the feelings he has felt for so long.

He lets go of this idea he is inherently better and finally acknowledges that his hatred for Midoriya has always been about his own shortcomings and insecurities. But he still wants to be better, they are still rivals. He isn’t going to sacrifice that part of him because that is just who he is; he is still going to push to number one.

But now it’s different.

There is verbal and vocal acceptance and respect. Before it was unspoken; their relationship had changed ever since Ground Beta. They were proper rivals, with mutual respect and care, they were actively making each other better.

But Bakugo finally verbalizes it and tells Midoriya, not only is he sorry, but he wants to actually have a proper friendship; he wants to continue to become better and earn his forgiveness. He wants them to push each other to be better, he wants to continue to fight for the top spot, he still wants to be the best.

But when did it become something else? 

When was the turning point when it started to shift from wanting to surpass Midoriya and be the best, to wanting to keep up with Midoriya and stay by his side?

Bakugou has already sacrificed himself for Midoriya before. His body moved on its own; with no hesitation, he would save Midoriya. He has already risked his life for him. But there is a layer to it that I don’t think people talk about. 

He tells Midoriya he shouldn’t try to win this on his own. 

He disguises his concern with an insistence that he’s in it to fight for himself when he initially joins the battle. But it is to fight by Midoriya’s side and support him.

But taking the hit for Midoriya, jumping in the way isn’t just support. This is sacrifice. This is giving yourself to ensure the safety of someone. And it was second nature. 

There are two reasons and both are a sacrifice of something in the moment.

It is knowing someone is so valuable, so great, in all senses of the word, that they must be protected. Bakugou is sacrificing his body and admitting that Midoriya needs to stay alive, for personal reasons and/or for the world. He needs Midoriya to be okay, Midoriya can’t fight alone and Bakugou will do anything to make sure he will be okay. 

But the sacrifice of ideology. 

With every development, he has relinquished parts of himself. When he sacrifices himself he is not only sacrificing his body but is admitting that he can’t do this on his own; he needs Midoriya too. This isn’t him wanting to be better than Midoriya, it’s him wanting to do it together.

Midoriya changed him.

He doesn’t die for Midoriya. He wakes up and just as his last thought was Midoriya, so was his first as he woke up. He runs to his side. People are dragging him back, trying to have him rest, knowing before he even said anything that he would lose his mind over Midoriya’s situation. 

Everyone sees how Bakugou feels about Midoriya.

He sacrifices himself because Midoriya can not die on him. Midoriya has to stay alive. Midoriya has to keep fighting. 

There can not be a world that doesn’t have him in it.

This is the culmination of what has been developing ever since the final exam where Bakugou finally works with Midoriya; the day that win to save, save to win was noticed. Then furthered after Ground Beta where they finally talked to each other and something changed within them both.

But the final sacrifice is the culmination of Bakugou’s character.

He knows what this decision will mean. Everyone screams for him not to. He knows that he is going to die. He knows he will not win this fight.

This isn’t dying for the cause. This isn’t just a hero complex. This is because he can help Midoriya and he will. This is for Izuku.

I will sacrifice myself for you. To give you more time, to give you even the slightest chance of winning. I will sacrifice myself for you because you are who can win. I am going to die. I am going to die and in my final thoughts, I will ask if I will still be able to be by your side.

It is no longer can I beat you. It is no longer can I surpass you. It is can I still catch up to you. It is can I still even be equal to you. He has already sacrificed the idea that he could beat Midoriya, that isn’t what he wants anymore. What he wants is to stay here with him.

I will sacrifice everything I am. I have wanted to be the best. All my life I have wanted to surpass you and everyone around me. But you. I will let that go for you. I let it go in my mind for so long now and I have never wanted to admit it. Is it even possible? Is it even possible for me to catch up to you? Is it even possible for me to stay by your side. I can’t be that anymore. I am sacrificing even that now. I will never be number one now. I will never become the person I always dreamed to be. I will never surpass you. I am forever sacrificing that now. I will die here.  

But can I still be with you?

The sacrifice of his life is him fully relinquishing everything he is, admitting that he can’t keep up, losing all of the progress he has made, letting go of everything that made up his character.

And the last thing on his mind is if he can still be able to be by Midoriya’s side.

He won’t let him go again. 

[freakbullet]

cant believe when im consuming deltarune theories i have to sit through takes like "yeah I guess ANOTHER HIM sounds kinda like gasters theme but theres no proof" or "yeah people assume the intro narrator is gaster but we dont actually know"

like do yall need Toby to spell it out in big block letters for you?

OH WAIT. HE DID.

[vynegar]

vyn 5th birthday ssr, part five

a new resolution

same disclaimers from part one (note the extra one from usual, regarding story content)

youtube link to ShiroNaya’s video of the card story

links to previous parts: one two three four

more tot stuff here

do not repost

[PART FIVE]

[48:29]

Vyn didn’t want the situation to interfere with my work, so the next day I went to the law firm as usual. Online public opinion was worsening, and even his saving Zheng Yan was branded as insincere. The instigators hid behind their screens as they stirred up the masses, who were easily swayed by exaggerations or those were societally disadvantaged.

Some questioned Zheng Yan’s motives, asking why someone who truly wanted to end their life would start a livestream that was just asking for trouble. The opposition pointed out the imbalance in power dynamics; Zheng Yan’s extreme actions were simply out of desperation. He was at the end of his rope, and everyone could see his pain and despair.

[48:47] Near the Research Center

The endless altercations and continued smearing of Vyn’s name was heartrending to see. Once I was off work, I immediately rushed over to the research center to find Vyn.

MC: (It’s so quiet… I wonder why Vyn texted me to come here instead of going inside?)

In order to prevent any incidents, Vyn temporarily closed the research center, so the street that was typically brightly-lit was now empty and silent. One streetlamp feebly lit up a corner, a sharp contrast with the lively, bustling city streets in the distance.

Vyn: Over here.

The sight of Vyn’s warm smile dispelled most of my melancholy and confusion, and I walked up and took the hand Vyn reached out to me.

MC: Were you waiting a long time?

Vyn: No, you arrived just as I finished preparing.

MC: What are these…?

There were documents scattered haphazardly next to the flowerbed, and beside them was a shallow metal bowl. Vyn took a lighter out of his pocket and nimbly rolled the spark wheel. With a crisp click, sparks ignited then quickly extinguished.

Vyn: Just a little ceremony I have prepared.

The trees rustled in the night breeze, like background noise giving his words a sense of despondence.

Vyn: MC, I told you before about why I left Svart…

MC: Yeah.

That was when we visited Ferro Winery, and Vyn used his intoxication as an excuse to tell me about his past and his worries (1). Just like right now, that night was as quiet as if we were the only two people in the world.

MC: The Church interfered with you studying psychology. Eirik tried to resist them, but to no avail. You took the opportunity to abandon everything you didn’t care about and come to Stellis.

Vyn: Yes. I had not thought about that in a long time, until Zheng Yan appeared.

Vyn handed me an old newspaper. The bolded headline on it said: “Psychology student assists police in arresting a murderer. His true identity is…?” The contents of the article were largely consistent with what Vyn previously said, only with exaggerations to make Vyn’s performance seem prodigious. That was understandable, as a way to draw readers’ attention.

Vyn: Back then, my assistance to the police was kept highly confidential, but this article still showed up the next day as a front-page headline.

MC: Someone did this intentionally?

Vyn: Correct. Information can be leaked with unimaginable speed, even under the dual authority of both the police and the Haspran family.

I recalled that Zheng Yan had also alluded to this incident…

[flashback]

Zheng Yan: How shameless can you be?! I heard you used my case to make yourself the center of attention in Svart, and got everyone heaping praise on you and psychology. But who would’ve thought, behind all your fancy titles of “doctor” and “professor”, you’re nothing but filth!

[end flashback]

During the time, I hadn’t paid attention to the meaning behind his words. Now, I realized the irony in them.

MC: Was that also the work of Eirik’s political opponent?

Vyn: Yes…

Just as I expected, Vyn was finally filling in the gaps of what he didn’t elaborate on yesterday. It was because he had already previously been mired in controversy due to his father’s political disputes that made him so certain about Eirik’s call yesterday. He may have guessed it even earlier, once he sensed that there was someone in the shadows pulling the strings, only Vyn had still been holding out some hope.

MC: What happened next?

Vyn: Soon, news of the Haspran family heir’s study of and achievements in psychology spread throughout Svart. The Church was outraged, and pressured my father to explain and resolve the issue for them.

MC: Eirik wasn’t on your side?

Even though I knew the outcome, I couldn’t stop myself from asking. It wasn’t that I had any illusions about Duke Haspran… it was just a futile wish that Vyn hadn’t been completely isolated and abandoned back then.

Vyn: At the time, Father’s new policy reform was at a critical stage. The Church’s support was indispensable.

The words were so simple, yet they chilled my heart. If he needed the Church’s support, then he wouldn’t oppose them for Vyn’s sake… Zheng Yan kept claiming that Vyn made himself the center of attention, but what did that so-called “attention” actually get him?

Vyn: The only solution he could think of was a stalling tactic, and he asked me to temporarily give up on psychology. However, I was already determined to continue researching psychology, and I yearned to explore that in practice. I did not want to wait, and I felt I did not need to.

Vyn paused briefly, and the whole world felt suspended for that moment, even the moonlight dimming.

Vyn: I explained my passion to Father, but he felt that psychology research could be conducted at any time, while his new policy reform could not wait. In truth, neither of us was in the wrong. I should have known all along that our values were never aligned. The conflict finally became irreconcilable, and in the heat of an argument, my father threatened my right of inheritance.

At that point, Vyn looked slightly upward, avoiding my gaze. When he lowered his head again, I couldn’t see any hint of emotion in his face.

Vyn: I had no interest whatsoever in that, so the threat was meaningless. Therefore, I thought of a better solution.

MC: You decided to renounce your inheritance?

Vyn: Yes. That way, the Church could not use me to attack my father, and I could do whatever I wanted. It was a win-win situation.

Despite the satisfactory conclusion, Vyn still looked somewhat despondent. Was it a win-win, or actually a lose-lose…? They themselves might not even be certain.

“Click” – at the scraping of the spark wheel, an orange flame flickered at Vyn’s fingertips.

Vyn: As you can see, these years while I have been in Stellis, my father has always believed that I would change my mind someday. Consequently, he drew up legal documents to ensure that a majority of his assets and authority could be transferred to me.

I couldn’t tell if it was from the streetlamps or moonlight, but the stack of documents were luminous. Even without reading their contents, they seemed heavy.

Vyn: I have never had the heart to fully dispose of them, until now.

[54:23 illustration]

Without the slightest hesitation, he brought the documents to the lighter. Fire greedily leapt across the pages, and Vyn let go before they were fully consumed. The papers that symbolized the power revered and sought by countless people fell into the bowl like shooting stars, and soon only the faintest traces remained. Page after page, the words rapidly curled, shriveled, and burned, our apprehension disappearing along with it.

Vyn: Honestly, I should have done this long ago.

His cheeks were illuminated a rosy hue by the fire; his glasses reflected the dancing flames. Vyn’s face, however, was more carefree and relaxed than I had ever seen before.

Vyn: I loathe Svart, especially all those pretentious people. They see you, me, and Zheng Yan as nothing but pawns to control. From the very beginning when they leaked my assistance to the police, I was nothing more than a pawn in their game of political chess. No one cared if I genuinely loved studying psychology or if it was profitable… just like how no one is sincerely helping Zheng Yan. What he needs is treatment, not someone who sees him and even his mental illness as an opportunity to utilize.

I think I understood the ceremony Vyn was referring to. Being used, abandoned, and framed…that was not something he could be unaffected by. The meaning in burning these documents was miniscule compared to the trouble it would be to sort out the aftermath, but he needed to do this. People commonly use fire to declare the death of something, and Vyn needed fire to make this a true farewell.

MC: What do you plan to do next, Vyn?

Vyn: You mean “we”. From now on, no matter what we do, we will decide together.

Vyn held my hand. Perhaps warmed by the flames, his hand was hot.

Vyn: For Svart aristocrats, engaging with psychology is unacceptable in the eyes of the Church. We can expose this incident, just like what they did previously, and give them a taste of their own medicine.

MC: Alright. What do we need to do?

Vyn: First, I need to diagnose Zheng Yan and begin to treat him. Zheng Yan is an alter of James, which legally categorizes him as incapacitated due to mental illness. Therefore, he cannot be held legally accountable for any of his actions, including his testimony, which is also unlikely to be admitted in court. When he is able to attend court, I would like you to seek justice for him.

MC: Are you going to sue?

Vyn: Yes. Zheng Yan and I were both innocent people who were implicated in this. Of course, I could choose to quietly negotiate with the mastermind right now… I am sure that as long as I am willing to conceal Zheng Yan for him, he will choose to stop while he is ahead. However, I am tired of these temporary ceasefires. Eventually someone has to tear down their hypocritical masks. But this path is bound to be more difficult, and I…

The light crackle of burning paper seemed to finish his sentence.

MC: You’re ready, aren’t you? To walk this difficult, uncertain path. Then go give it your all.

As if caught in turbulence, the ashes leapt up then melted into the night without a trace.

MC: I can’t promise that we’ll win, or that the path ahead will be smooth sailing. But I believe in your decisions, which is why I became your companion.

With the moon bright above us, the last embers were about to extinguish.

Vyn: To be honest, I do not have any grand convictions. I am simply trying to become someone like that person mentioned in a book I read when I was younger. “I love the one who justifies people of the future and redeems those of the past.” (2)

Vyn smiled faintly, his silver hair swaying gently under the moonlight, looking pure and clear. He lowered his head and mouthed the remaining lines, as if in silent prayer –

“I love the one who justifies people of the future and redeems those of the past: for he wants to perish of those in the present.”

“I love the one whose soul is overfull, so that he forgets himself, and all things are in him: thus all things become his going under.”

“I love all those who are like heavy drops falling individually from the dark cloud that hangs over humanity: they herald the coming of the lightning, and as heralds they perish.”

[END PART FIVE]

(1) From Vyn’s Food for Thought SSR. This actually happens at the end of part 4 in the card story, before the scene where Vyn is “tipsy”.

(2) “Thus Spoke Zarathustra” Big Data Lab entry (under Works>Literature): These lines are all excerpts from Thus Spoke Zarathustra by Nietzsche (translated by 钱春绮Qian Chunqi), although it is not presented in the exact order it appears in the original.

[T/N] The excerpt is from end of passage four in the prologue of Thus Spoke Zarathustra: A Book for All and None (or Thus Spake Zarathustra depending on the translation), a book by the philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche. The lines do appear in this order, however there are lines in between that are omitted. The original is in German, so the quotes I’m using are from the English version translated by Adrian Del Caro and edited by Robert Pippin (2006). You can read the first part of the book, including the passage quoted by Vyn, here: https://assets.cambridge.org/052184/1712/excerpt/0521841712_excerpt.htm

Note that Vyn comments about the Svart coming-of-age ceremony in his Journey Forth With You SSR:

"It is a bit like Stellis' legend of rebirth from fire, only that the agent of rebirth in Svart is water."

[deathnotearchive]

Hi after almost nine months I am finally making an introduction post.

Welcome!!

The goal of this blog is to find and reblog as many Death Note related fanworks as I can.

The Death Note fandom is full of passionate, talented, and creative individuals whose contributions deserve to be shared and appreciated, and I want to help share and appreciate said contributions as much as possible. Also the knowledge that someone’s fanwork could drop off the face of the earth never to be found again because it was deleted or something keeps me up at night and I want to make sure those works can still be accessible to others.

I predominantly reblog from blogs who have posted recently, but that is purely because they are the easiest to find. If you know any older blogs that used to post any form of Death Note fanworks, I would appreciate it if you sent them to me.

In order to make this blog easier to navigate, I have created a google doc containing links to all of this blog’s tags relating to characters, formats/types of fanworks, relationships (both platonic or otherwise), and years. If there’s anything wrong with the links, please let me know.

As my aim is to archive as many Death Note related fanworks as I can find, when looking through this blog, there is a good chance you will find something that makes you uncomfortable. If that bothers you, then I recommend going through the google doc and filtering any tags that contain anything that will cause you discomfort (you can filter tags by going to settings —> account —> content you see —> filtered tags). Please do not harass me or anyone else over fanworks that personally make you uncomfortable, all you will succeed in is making others uncomfortable in return. If you don’t like something, just don’t engage with it.

Finally, if you have any questions/need to tell me something, please feel free to send an ask. I will try my hardest to respond as quickly and comprehensively as possible. You can also ask me to try and find a specific fanwork/creator, but there’s a very good chance I won’t be able to find what you’re looking for. Regardless, if I do find it, I will let you know as soon as I can.

[beingharsh]

We’re All Going to the World’s Fair (2021), dir. Jane Schoenbrun

[waywardsalt]

anyways. my very first attempt at malenia

[thatonesalmonlingnamedspike]

i might have cooked

[normalmcguy]

I AM PLURAL I AM FRIENDLY I AM APPROACHABLE YOU CAN DM ME THAT'S WHAT THIS POST IS ABOUT. I AM BEFRIENDABLE, TRY IT

HELLO HELLO my name is Normal Guy because i don't care to publicly go by my source name and i kind of just didn't care to find a real name to replace that original placeholder, you can also call me Norm or Marty being that they're both short for Normal Guy.* pronouns wise, you can call me he or like if you really want it or they or actually pretty much whatever, mostly just that he/him stuff

i'm one of like 5 current hosts in my system and i'm like woah i just checked it turns out on this day i've turned 100 days old in this system that's actually crazy to me. i mean woah. anyways i'm a factive of an old old friend's fictive** which means i have a connection to a source we know like nothing about except what we learned through osmosis back when we were friends and so basically i picked up a lot of what is probably just some sect of fanon

i'm a HUGE bike guy like that's my main hobby i have to bike like every single time i front type thing, that's gonna be like. my 'get to know me' fact for this intro post. i have an E-bike that i love more than anything in this world it has a name you can dm me and ask. i say this both to create mystery and allure about myself and to provide an adequate conversation starter. because i'm so nice and all that.

i do my best not to get into discourse of most types, but real quick i wanna make it clear that i believe in and support endogenic systems and don't care to debate on that. in case that's something that would prevent you from reaching out or whatever, feel like i oughta make that one clear

*i'm sorry that bit's a lie, Marty is not actually short for normal guy. if you didnt know.

**i have the source in the tags i'm not putting that shit out in the open because it's like a whooole complex thing for me (i mean i have a good few friends outside of the system and literally not a single one knows my source. i have genuinely only ever shared my source with people within this system so you're gonna have to work (open the tags and read like 2 more lines of yapping) to see that one) also i'm not that connected to begin with just basic pseudomemories

[marley-manson]

Hawkeye has virtually no shame about public displays of emotional vulnerability and mental instability, imo.

I’ve seen a lot of people who place a lot of importance on Hawkeye’s “If this keeps up, people are gonna realize I'm as crazy as I think I am,” line in Hawk’s Nightmare but honestly I just see it as mainly a wry acknowledgement that he’s acting less than sane in public and weirding out his childhood friends back home by detailing his nightmares to them, with a side of alluding to his actual fear, which is being crazy, as he tells Sidney over and over during that conversation. The key word there is “think” not “realize” imo.

Sidney reassures him by telling him his nightmares mean he’s sane, not by telling him that they’ll go away and he’ll stop publically sleepwalking. In fact he implies it’s something that will continue until the war’s over, and Hawkeye doesn’t seem to have a problem with that as long as it doesn’t mean he’s actually going insane.

And Hawkeye never really demonstrates any concern over people witnessing his breakdowns, and in fact seems to go out of his way to make them public half the time. I mean you got your most blatant example in Bananas Crackers and Nuts where he’s happy to exaggerate his feelings to make people think he’s insane to get a break. But even when it’s genuinely serious (and less cartoony, tonally), he’s also got no issues making public scenes.

He doesn’t quietly seek out Potter or BJ alone when he decides yes he is in fact seriously ill in Bless You Hawkeye, he walks right into everyone having a meeting and announces that he’s gonna die. He’s not only perfectly fine with Sidney visting him for a consultation in Hawk’s Nightmare, he’s the first to acknowledge why he’s there during the poker game while Sidney’s trying to be politely subtle (”Mind if I come along?” “Fine with me Doc, as long as your couch has wheels on it.”) He also ofc calls his childhood friends and tells them he’s having fucked up nightmares about them, tells everyone else about them to ask for their opinions, and tries to have a heart to heart with Frank about being afraid to go to sleep.

He makes a joke about cracking up at the farewell party in GFA, and tells some random patient he just had his “head in a cast,” apropros of nothing. He throws a tantrum in Adam’s Ribs, he publically screams out his feelings at the end of For Want of a Boot, he loudly narrates his impending panic attack in CAVE (and says that the reason he kept quiet about it for a while is specifically because he didn’t want Potter to choose a less safe place to retreat to on his account), he casually describes his emotional state as “mania” to Potter in Depressing News while, yk, building a big tower for 2 days without breaks in the middle of the camp, he breaks down in front of BJ - a guy he’d only recently met - in The Late Captain Pierce, he angrily confronts everyone about feeling betrayed and abandoned by them in the phone scene in GFA. We don’t see what he does after Dr. Pierce and Mr. Hyde but he casually mentions the insomnia to Winchester in Dr. Winchester and Mr. Hyde so he’s fine talking about it. He has two public breakdowns in the O.R. that I can remember off-hand.

And he never demonstrates any shame or regret about the public nature of any of this.

He never tries to hide his feelings - I think the closest he gets is in Sons and Bowlers, and he proceeds to tell Charles how he’s feeling for the entire rest of the night in that one - and while nearly everyone else gets plotlines where something’s troubling them that they don’t want to talk about, Hawkeye never ever does. He’s usually the one prying these feelings out of other characters and chiding them for not talking about them. Even in GFA what’s stopping him from talking about it is the amnesia - he’s reluctant and upset about having the conversations about the bus because he’s subconsciously afraid of remembering, but he still does, and after he has his breakthrough he willingly talks it through with Sidney multiple times afterwards as well, both offscreen in Sidney’s mention of follow-up sessions (including Hawkeye explicitly wanting more of them), and on screen when Sidney visits the 4077.

And in Bless You Hawkeye, the other trauma amnesia episode, he’s perfectly willing to a) accept it could be psychosomatic, b) talk about it with Sidney to find the root cause, and c) joke about it afterwards during a poker game.

And then you got a bunch of moments and jokes where he shamelessly reveals personal information about himself, sometimes likely exaggerations that he’s still fine with people believing, sometimes clearly accurate. I sucked my thumb until my twenties, I can’t get hard, here’s the kind of niche sex I like, I’m a coward and proud, I’m fucking my married ex, I was jealous of my dad’s girlfriend, monologue about how much I miss my dad to a stranger, monologue about how miserable I am to a stranger, monologue about how terrified I am to a stranger, etc etc.

There’s also overt commentary on this - in Check-Up for example, Hawkeye suggests that Trapper got an ulcer because he’s the strong silent type who keeps his feelings in, in contrast to himself. In Bless You Hawkeye Sidney points out that Hawkeye never holds back when it comes to his feelings about the war, which is why he’s assuming the root cause is something Hawkeye isn’t even consciously aware of and goes back to Hawkeye’s childhood.

When it comes to Hawkeye it’s very difficult for me to imagine a scenario where he would try to hide anything about himself, whether that’s his feelings or something about his life, and I have a feeling it was the same for the writers of the show most of the time too lol, hence relying on amnesia twice for the mystery and reveal structure.

[anothermonikan]

Hewwo! Welcome to my silly blog where I post silly things

I'm Android! Adult (19) (This blog is SFW) Any pronouns Robotcomputerboything! AroAce + Objectum I make art sometimes :3

⚠️General warning: I like blood and guts and art with blood and guts. I will tag if needed but just a general content warning for some stuff I may reblog here⚠️

💽 Tag Systems 💽

Original posts - #android.txt

Art stuff - #android arts

Ask stuff - #android answers

I post a variety of different stuff here, mostly pertaining to my interests. I like to split these into two categories: My current interests and my consistent interests.

💾Current Interests💾

Interests I've had for less than three years and so haven't had a chance to go dormant in my brain. This is what the blog will mostly contain as of late ^^;

🌧️Rain World🌧️

🩸Ultrakill🩸

🟠Portal🔵

💻Basically hand me anything with a robot or computer and I'll probably like it💻

💿Consistent Interests💿

Interests I've had for more than three years that just never went away and are now just a part of my brain basically now ehe -///-

🌈My Little Pony (G4 and G5)🌈

✒️Doki-Doki Literature Club + MES Lore✒️

🎤Love Live🎤

🟡Don't Hug Me I'm Scared🟡

My blog is very much a weird mish-mash of interests, don't be surprised if you follow me for one thing and I end up posting or reblogging something so vastly different ^^;

💻Sideblogs and Other Socials💻

I have 2 sideblogs here on tumblr:

@cringe-is-dead - My aesthetics account, I post anything I find visually appealing that doesn't really fit here

@doushiteworld - My PinocchioP fanblog because I really love PinocchioP!

I also have a letterboxd if you fuck with that and want to see my silly opinions on movies :3

No big DNI, I block very liberally, TERF's and Zionists aren't welcome on my blog.

Weirdos and freaks and furries and objectums I love you <3

[sabxhere]

KOTCHI WO MUITE SUKI DA TO ITTE—✨💖💖

[ambersky0319]

It's honestly exciting having a friend taking the same creative writing workshop class as me!

[carcarrot]

oh ya finished season 1 this morning

[humanmorph]

For as long as Jacqui Green and Jillian Red can remember, they were a harmony. Back when they met on distant, cold Kalliope, they pulled the driving synth sound of neurotech dance beats over them like a blanket. On their first contract, they danced a clumsy, violent waltz through Fairchild Headquarters. But each misstep only drew them closer together in rhythm. Now, chasing their biggest score yet, they move to a beat only they can hear. One made of gunshots and bionic arms, hard cash, and the very sharpest of smiles.

(COUNTER/Weight 13: Our Customer of the Month)

[himebushou]

As we’re awaiting Episode 9, I’ve put together some Get to Know Me pages that you can complete, if you like.  There are Miri, Kazuki and Rei versions!

Please use the #bdintro tag when posting your page.  Also, a link back to this post would be great!

Have fun!