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dkniade · 5 months

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Translation: Albedo’s Birthday Letter 09/13/2023

Game: Genshin Impact

Developer: HoYoverse

Fan Localization: Dusk

I will again try not to make it sound choppy while still maintaining Albedo’s character…

(Requested by @ai56, and by my own interest.)

I remember how flustered I felt when I first read it, calling him something like a “poetic bastard”…

“(as an artist) so you understand!! ...WHY IS THIS GUY SO SMOOTH. Whoever wrote for Albedo’s birthday message this year KNOWS WHAT THEY’RE DOING. you poetic Dragonspine bastard is this what living in the City of Poetry does to a person (affectionate)”

“Oh but, the idea of adding a few strokes upon an old work’s cracked dry paint… Brings to mind Albedo doodling around his imperfection (star mark) which in theory sounds cute but it is the neck we’re talking about

“But, adding a few strokes… Hmm, how inspiring. I’ll have to try that sometime with my art too. Of course it doesn’t quite feel the same on a digital artwork but… I guess for too long I’ve held the belief that physical artworks are prone to destruction.

“No, actually, an artist I knew in real life has also told me the same thing about adding new strokes to old artworks—or even painting over them completely.”

It will be in this order: original Chinese text, my rough-ish translation, my more polished translation, official English localization, layers of metaphor, and translation notes.

Original Chinese Text

完成一幅画作之后，每隔一段时间我就会将它取出，再次欣赏一番。

人们说，作画的目标就是将一刹那的美景化作永恒。然而质量再好的颜料也会干裂，那一刹那的美景早已老去。

不过，我并不反感这种变化。

发现旧作的颜料干裂时，我偶尔会循着裂纹补上几笔，如此竟能得到一幅新的得意之作。

就像人们喜欢的定期小聚，确认了岁月在彼此脸上留下的风霜后，心生慨叹，却也让彼此的情谊更加醇厚。

或许对于画作来说，时间本身也是颜料的一种。

如果你有时间前来一聚，这副名为「你我」的画作，也可以新添几笔了。

My Rough-ish Translation

After a painting is complete, I like to take it out once in a while to admire it again.

People say that the goal of painting is to capture a fleeting scenery and render it eternal. Yet even paint of the highest quality would crack, with that fleeting scenery long gone.

But I’m not displeased by such change, actually.

When I find that the paint on an old work is cracking, occasionally I’ll follow the cracks to add a few strokes. To think that it would even end up as a new favourite work of mine…

It’s like those rendezvous that people enjoy. After identifying the hardships—like frost left by the winds of time—on each other’s faces, they sigh in regret, yet this deepens the affections of both parties.

Or perhaps for a painting, time itself is a type of pigment.

If you have the time to meet up, this painting called “You and I” would also receive a few more brushstrokes.

My More Polished Translation

When I finish a painting, I’d take it out once in a while to admire it again.

People say the goal of painting is to capture a fleeting scenery and render it eternal. Yet even paint of the highest quality would crack, with that fleeting scenery long gone.

But I’m not displeased by such a change.

When I find that the paint on an old work is cracking, I’d occasionally add a few strokes while following the cracks. To think that it would even end up as a new favourite work of mine…

It’s like those rendezvous that people enjoy. After seeing the hardships the frosty winds of time left on eachother’s faces, they sigh to themselves in regret, yet this deepens the affections they have with each other.

Or perhaps for a painting, time itself is also a pigment.

Should you have time to meet, this painting called “You and I” would also gain a few more strokes.

Official English Localization

After completing a painting, I like to take it out from time to time to admire the work.

People say that the purpose of a painting is to capture the beauty of a moment for eternity. But even the highest quality paints will crack with time, and that moment's beauty will long have begun to fade.

However, I don't mind this change at all.

When I find that the paint has begun to dry and flake, I will often brush over the fissures with new strokes, and the new piece thus created is one I can continue to cherish.

Just as people enjoy regular gatherings, seeing the wrinkles left by long years of hardships, worries, and lament on one another's faces thickens the bonds between friends.

Or perhaps for a painting, time itself is a kind of pigment.

Should you have time to come for one such gathering, we will be able to add a few more brushstrokes to the painting called "You and I." .

A raw translation will not do. I need to understand what Albedo is feeling at this moment.

Reading at it again, he’s possibly alluding to the Japanese pottery-repairing technique of kintsugi, where you piece together a broken object with lacquer dusted with powder gold, putting it back together while allowing the cracks to become part of the artwork.

……Doesn’t it symbolize him perfectly, with his “pontil-mark” star mark of imperfection and humanity?

Layers of Metaphor

finished artwork has cracks so he mends the cracks with paint strokes following the cracks’ shape

This is like how hardships endured by a person over the years shows on their face

The adjusted painting is a new work worth admiring

This is like how seeing resistance to hardships over time deepens the bond between friends

Different events caused by the flow of time change people, like how different pigments change an artwork

Meeting with Albedo again would allow him to see how time (and travel across Teyvat) has changed the Traveler and himself, like adding strokes to the artwork he calls You and I

T/N 1: The second line in the original says 将一刹那的美景化作永恒, juxtaposing 刹那 (chànà, instant, moment, split second, etc) with 永恒 (yǒnghéng, eternity). I’ve chosen to render this as “to capture a fleeting scenery and render it eternal”. Such is the nature of painting, and of course Albedo has the patience for it.

T/N 2: In the original’s fourth line, “如此竟能得到一幅新的得意之作” seems to suggest some slight surprise at the result, hence my choice of “to think that it would even end up as a new favourite work of mine…”, instead of the sureness in the official loxalization’s “and the new piece thus created is one I can continue to cherish.”

T/N 3: 风霜 (fēngshuāng) refers to hardships, and the literal translation would be wind and frost. Quite poetic for a dweller of the snowy mountain, Dragonspine, in the Anemo Archon’s region. Frost left by the winds of time here (more surface translation of the 岁月在彼此脸上留下的风霜 section would be hardships left on echother’s face by time) was my attempt to preserve the image and not an intentional nod to the Ad Oblivione (“the wind that flows forever” or “the thousand winds that return to one” described by Aranaga in the final part of the Sumeru World Quest “The Final Chapter”)… I think. Perhaps Albedo was referring to it discreetly?

T/N 4: 心生(xīnshēng) means to feel (an emotion) in one’s heart (directly, an emotion being generated in one’s heart). 慨叹 (kǎitàn) is a verb meaning to sigh (with regret) however, so it’s strange to use it after another verb that takes a noun phrase… I suppose 心生慨叹 could be an over-the-top way to mean sigh in regret.

Overall, the official English localization is very good. Some subtle differences are perhaps not caught (mostly the feeling of subtle surprise about reworking an artwork, and the line about hardships and the imagery it brings), but in the end, it’s just as poetic as it is in Chinese.

#though this is a request. please keep in mind that generally I won't accept requests unless I find it interesting #albedo #genshin impact #genshin translation #albedo kreideprinz #albedo birthday #symbolism #genshin analysis #dusk analysis #dragonspine #chinese #mandarin #game translation #fan translation

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walkman-cat · 9 months

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please please tell me things about your detective noir au, it's been living in my head rent free since I saw it

OH BOY !! I love detective noir au soso much thankyou to @pigeonwit for writing the thing which incited me creating it and for helping me with a lot and for being enthusiastic about it ! wbwbw !!

I’ve been using it as a fun design project over a story project for the time being, so plot has been put on a back burner while i focus on research and costume design (and funky character dynamics), but I have got a random assortment of Things I’ve thought up for it wbwbw!

First things first: it’s set in 1927-1928, and I’m using a lot of uksies versions of the characters/character dynamics.

Davey’s (obviously) a Private Eye; he’s somewhat well known because he’ll take any case (it doesn’t matter if his client can’t afford his rates, he’ll solve the case for free) and will not stop until it is solved (sometimes to the detriment of his health). He clings to his morals so hard he leaves fingernail-shaped indents; he’s trying soso hard to stay afloat and keep his head above new york’s criminal underbelly (which is difficult when one of the most influential and feared mob bosses in the city has decided you’re her Good Pal). Most of what he earns goes to his family, he has to provide for them somehow, to return all they did for him somehow. He’s constantly exhausted, he doesn’t remember a time he hasn’t been exhausted.

He’s still autistic and still Jewish I’m never taking that from him wbwbw (he speaks English, Yiddish, Polish, and some Hebrew)

Jack’s the Homme Fatale character. He’s shady, he’s putting on a front, he’s very morally grey, he’s trying so desperately to escape the situation he’s in and find the means to live the life he wants to live over the live he’s been given that he sinks deeper and deeper into crime and the shadier part of the city. He was still a newsie and friends/brothers with Race and Crutchie, and is still in contact with them both.

just imagine michael jack with a long cigarette holder. Those are the vibes.

Did you see me say “unshakeable morals” when describing Davey? Yeah I lied. He killed a man in cold blood once, and he was terrified of how little he felt guilty over it, and how readily he’d kill again if he was in the same situation. The city is seeping in injustice and violence and a part of him was suffocated a long time ago. He tries not to think about it.

He also threatened to kneecap Race’s dad once <3 My guy is clinging onto the concept of Right and Wrong but also has a frequent urge to Maim Bite Kill.

Jack, despite his moral gray-ness, has never killed.

oh btw there’s javid somewhere in there. They’re very detective-thief enemies-to-annoyances-to-lovers (pidge has their dynamic in this au DOWN in this post)

Kath is simultaneously the Fast-Talking Reporter (Kit Plumber) and Dame With A Case (Katherine Pulitzer). She’s less interested in journalism as an industry than she for it’s Purpose, when she stumbles into something she shouldn’t or delves to deeply into an investigation and her bosses tell her to drop it and Forget, she goes either to Jack (as Kit) or to Davey (as Katherine)— sometimes to both.

She doesn’t know that they don’t know that Kit and Katherine are the same person (Jack has no idea Kit Plumber is anything other than a reporter, doesn’t need to ask; Davey has his suspicions over how and why an heiress has yet another case of corruption or something involving the mob, but he doesn’t voice them because she’s generous and maybe also his friend??). This leads to Shenanigans.

People whisper about Spot Conlon in fear throughout New York’s boroughs. She’s a mob boss, and her “family”’s influence has seeped so deep into the city that some people say he’s the real person running it. (Many of the Brooklyn newsies are her lieutenants). She’s also decided that Davey is one of her close friends and allies (because Lillie said that Spot and Davey would be friends and I think it’s funny that this really feared mob boss thinks Davey is his Good Pal and has him over sometimes).

She/He Spot Conlon Real (the rumours and whispers sometimes refer to Spot as a woman, sometimes as a man, and Spot couldn’t care less.)

Spot owns the speakeasy Medda runs and performs at, and it’s her “family” that supplies it with alcohol. Crutchie’s the pianist and Race is its Shady Bartender. He keeps letting Jack into the speakeasy so in retaliation she invites Davey over (with the pretence of exchanging information) because she knows Race doesn’t like Davey very much.

Race’s initial dynamic with Davey is very similar to how it is in act 1 of uksies (Race somewhat hates mostly dislikes and definitely doesn’t trust Davey). By the time the plot begins they’re on slightly better terms (they have a funky dynamic I can’t exactly explain atm but I will one day, but I’ll just say Race trusts Davey mostly because Splasher trusts Davey. Also Davey threatened to kneecap his father when his father found him so there’s also that).

Splasher and Davey have a funky found family dynamic too wbwbw!! Davey helped Splasher one time and Splasher thought he was very cool and started following him around and finding evidence for him (who let this child into mob territory who let this child look at corpses). One time Splasher found a recently-executed body in the East River and he called Davey his dad while Davey was soothing him. Davey calls him boychik.

The newsies of lower manhattan all know Davey as Splasher’s older brother/father figure and Les’ big brother. And also as the guy whose office they hang out in all the time.

Splasher also knows Spot because he’s really good friends with Pips. Pips calls Spot “Spottie”. That’s all.

I’d like it to be very clear that Davey and Jack are both having The Worst Time Of Their Lives but they look so so cool while doing it.

wbwbw that’s all i can think of now, and pretty much all that I’ve explored so far but thank you soso much for asking about detective noir au! it’s a fun time and i enjoy researching designing for it soso much wbwbw

#jack design soon maybe 👀👀👀#anyways wbwbw #sorry for the really really long post wbwbwb #newsies #david jacobs #jack kelly #katherine plumber #katherine pulitzer #spot conlon #racetrack higgins #splasher newsies #detective noir au #wbwbw #answered #angry-kid-with-no-money #it’s javey but the ravey dynamic is so weird and maybe a little alterous who knows #there’s a Thing happening there

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mortallyclearwonderland · 2 months

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Top 10 Best Polish DUBs part 2

6. The Ice Age franchise, similar to the Shrek and Madagascar franchises, seems to be way more popular and liked in Poland than in the USA. While the general sentiment in the US is that the first one is somewhat of an underrated classic and the best and every single one got only worse and worse. Meanwhile, in Poland, its sequels are held in much higher regard. Yet again, it's thanks to the funnier dialogue and much better voice actors. Sid became an iconic character just like Donkey from Shrek or King Julian from Madagascar, most likely thanks to the fantastic work of Cezary Pazura, an actor and voice actor who makes everything he's in so much better. Piotr Fronczewski as Diego is also great with his warm fatherly voice he sounds way more sincere. If Diego had the same voice in the English version he would have even more simps fans. Wojciech Malajkat is great as Manfred. He would later voice Puss in Boots from Shrek. As the franchise went on not only the quality of writing went downhill but also they started casting celebrities instead of the real VAs or even regular actors. Queen Latifah, Drake who was in like 5 minutes of a movie.

7. Winx Club is way better in Polish, in my opinion. I don't know if it's because their VAs aren't actual teenagers who don't have as much experience, or if they're adults trying to sound like teens and failing miserably, or if their voices are just that annoying. Whatever the case might be the Polish actors strike a great balance between sounding mature but youthful at the same time. Like teens that are on their way to becoming adults but still with some childish tendencies. Not a twelve-year-old trying to sound grown-up or a 40-something-year -old trying way too hard to be cool and hip with the kids. And Polish versions of the songs are amazing.

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8. Totally Spies makes their heroins sound way more mature just like Winx Club. To not repeat myself let me tell you about something different, the dialogue changes. It's not censorship or completely changing the meaning of the dialogue but the vocabulary. In the show, they are very much Valley girls. In the Polish version, they still use slang that was (and still is) used in Poland at the time but they also were capable of using big words. Maybe English slang is more annoying, at least to me.

9. W.I.T.C.H. BLAH BLAH better and more mature voices BLAH BLAH better and funnier dialogue BLAH BLAH. What is worth mentioning are the voices of the male characters. Caleb's English VA doesn't fit him whatsoever. I know Greg Cipes sounds like that even as an adult but still. If Caleb looked like his comic version he would be fine but not when he looks like he is 18 or older. Imagine my shock after growing up with the Polish deep manly voices only to watch the English version and hear boys who haven't finished going through puberty yet. I've heard that the Polish language is sometimes referred to as snake language because of the ć, ś, ź, ż, sz, cz, and many other sounds, so Cedric's VA has a time to shine. English Phobos sounds more whiny than menacing.

10. Shark Tale is regarded as one of the worst animated movies ever both in terms of animation and the story. Highly exaggerated in my opinion. I mean it's not great but it's not Food Fight, Video Brinquedo, Animated Titanic, and many others. I think why it's not as hated by me and many other Poles it's thanks to its dubbing. I don't know if you know this, but there is a Polish comedy ''Kiler''. The whole plot of the movie is that the main character is mistaken for a killer. So, the Polish dubbing of Shark Tale is basically a parody of this movie. They even got Cezary Pazura (the guy playing Sid) who played the main guy in ''Kiler''. Instead of gay-lisped Jack Black we have Jarosław Boberek aka King Julian. Now that's a team-up better than the Avengers.

It was a surprisingly hard list to make, not because there are no great Polish dubbings but because there are so many good ones. Any movie or show could've been on the list. To make it easier I asked myself ''What Polish dubbings are better than the original?'' and ''What dubbings had the biggest impact on me but also on my country as a whole?''.

The reason why most of the list consists of shows and movies from the early 2000s is because that's when Poland had a little golden age. There were a bunch of great movies and shows coming out, so it was easy to strike gold. (And that's when I was born.) Now with all the trash coming out, it's way harder to do. The translators for ''Wish'' tried their best to fix those broken lyrics.

But nobody's perfect. I'm a firm believer that there is no terrible Polish dubbing but they still can make mistakes, questionable decisions, and voices that will make you switch the channel until they stop talking.

See you soon, in ''Top 10 worst Polish DUBs''.

#shark tale #dreamworks #w.i.t.c.h.#totally spies #winx club #ice age #polish dubbing #Youtube

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thefirstknife · 10 months

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I'm not sure how exactly Destiny 2 is translated (if and how it is consulted with the writing team) but I thought that you might find it interesting that in Polish version "the Veil" was translated as "Całun" which is actually a kind of cloth that is covering on a corpse or a cofin. I think that it's pretty interesting, the way it recontextualizes it

That's interesting. Took a bit of digging and it seems the best English translation for that would be "shroud." This is similar to the veil, but it's more connected to burials. The word "veil" has always been interesting to me because it can be used in so much context that's related to both something mysterious but also a lot of funerary symbology. Like the funeral veil and stuff you just mentioned. And with the translation like this that's even more related, I do wonder. It's especially interesting with how the Veil seems to bring death to those that get too close and to those that try to understand it, which makes the funeral/death symbology fit, as well as being paired with an attempt to gain more knowledge. The Veil hides many secrets and attempting to see them can result in death.

The name "Veil" is super interesting to me in general. A lot of the stuff about the Veil is being used in the context of revealing information and mysteries, especially with the iconic name of "Unveiling;" the term implies a veil being removed and information being revealed. One of my favourite possible explanations for why the name was chosen (and also for the veiled woman statues) is the mythological and esoteric concept of the Veil of Isis. As soon as you click, you will see a modern rendition of this concept as a statue:

That's quite the image, considering what the veiled statues look like in Destiny. And yes, the boobs are an important part for the allegory; Isis (or sometimes Artemis) represents nature so breasts are an important part of showing how all of nature nourishes everything. The veil on this concept represents how the mysteries and truths about the natural world are obscured; we are not ready to know them so they are hidden. A lot of depictions of this in the time of the Enlightenment showed the figure's veil being removed, representing the rise of science uncovering (unveiling, revealing) the mysteries of nature.

With what we know about what happened to the Witness, this is very interesting. The Witness' species sought the Veil and by studying it, they understood Darkness and that revealed a whole new perspective for them. It essentially unveiled the mysteries of nature and they ascended, becoming something else with the newfound knowledge. Also important for the symbology of death, because using this infomation resulted in mass sacrifice of the species to attain this altered form that is the Witness. This is also when the cutscene shows the veiled statue being carved into pieces, perhaps a different way of presenting this same concept of lifting the veil of mystery and revealing something new. As a matter of fact, I keep using the word "reveal" so it would also be interesting to point out that it comes from Latin "revelare" which combines "re" and "velum" which means "veil."

And at the end, this wiki article also mentions:

The "Parting of the Veil", "Piercing of the Veil", "Rending of the Veil" or "Lifting of the Veil" refers, in the Western mystery tradition and contemporary witchcraft, to opening the "veil" of matter, thus gaining entry to a state of spiritual awareness in which the mysteries of nature are revealed.

Oh, Parting of the Veil? That's what the quest where we get Veil Logs is called.

Just an additional dive into some stuff I've been thinking about a lot. I'm super interested in seeing if we get some more information about the terminology being used, maybe some additional hints and pointers. Different translations definitely help and add to the possible reasons behind the name as well as provide additional points for analysis. Super interesting. Would like to know if there's other translations that somehow differ from the main one and possibly expand on the meaning.

#destiny 2 #the veil #ask #long post #lore vibing

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crossroadsofchaos · 29 days

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Happy Trans Day of Visibility! Here's an info post about some trans characters' identities, ft. a couple more revamps of older characters that I haven't mentioned yet. As with the Aro Week post, I'm including their ages to show the variety there.

Zhenya (21 y/o): AMAB demiboy; uses he/him, she/her and it/its pronouns; originally he just used he/she, but later added it/its because he doesn't mind being called that and also thinks it can be funny; he doesn't really use they/them, mostly because the Russian language doesn't have singular they and he wants to have the same pronouns in Russian and English.

Lev (early to mid 40s): trans man; uses he/him pronouns; being a woman didn't make him dysphoric, he had no strong feelings about it, but upon experimenting with his gender he discovered that he's explicitly happy being a man; though he had always been somewhat jealous of men's ability to have mustaches; he likes cats and has some catlike traits himself, so he chose the name Lev, which means "lion" in Russian; he encourages people to use his old name and pronouns when talking about his pre-transition self, viewing it as historically accurate and not wanting to "retcon" the past.

Luna (30 y/o): transfem non-binary; uses they/them and she/her pronouns and both neutral and feminine terms; their presentation is feminine; they did voice training and speak in a higher voice now; they chose the name Luna in large part because they love astronomy and everything to do with space, like planets, stars, etc.

Ginger (early 50s): trans woman; uses she/her pronouns; she didn't do voice training and still has a masculine voice; she discovered her identity slightly over a decade ago, after she was already married and had kids.

Sam (15 y/o): AFAB demigirl; uses she/her and they/them pronouns; her full name is Samantha, but she goes by Sam, liking that it's both short and gender-neutral.

Rufus (mid 50s): AMAB genderqueer/genderless; uses he/him pronouns and masculine terms; he describes himself as "a man, but in a genderless way, if that makes sense"; he presents androgynous or feminine; sometimes strangers mistake him for a trans woman and call him "ma'am" and he has to correct them.

Steven (early to mid 50s): trans man; uses he/him pronouns; he's masculine presenting, but sometimes wears nail polish; he named himself after a sports player he liked; he's the partner of Rufus and they have two biological children together.

Angelo (16 y/o): trans guy; uses he/him pronouns; his birth name was Angela and he liked the sound of it, so he just changed the last letter to make it masculine when choosing a new name.

Willow (15-16 y/o): non-binary; uses they/them and he/him pronouns; their presentation is butch/masculine.

Missy (32 y/o): genderqueer; uses they/them pronouns and neutral terms; they were raised female, but they have come to identify with the term genderqueer and feel more connected to it than they did to womanhood, in part influenced by their experiences as an intersex person.

Harley (mid 20s): transmasc genderfluid; uses they/them and ze/zir pronouns; they alternate between wearing a binder or a regular bra, and thus having either a flat chest or breasts, depending on their mood; while they're fluid between various genders, they also went through some masculinizing treatments.

Maggie (mid 30s): trans woman; uses she/her pronouns; fairly feminine in her presentation; she did voice training and normally uses a higher voice, but uses her natural deeper voice at times, like when doing a drill instructor impression.

Debi (early 20s): trans woman; uses she/her pronouns; she's butch in her presentation; she realized she was trans and was able to get care early, so her voice never got deep.

Kendall (30 y/o): bigender (female + male); uses she/her and he/him pronouns; goes both by Kendall and the nicknames Ken or Kenna, one masculine and one feminine respectively; sometimes she presents more feminine, other times he presents more masculine.

Iris (mid 30s): genderfluid; uses any pronouns; has an androgynous voice; they play around with their gender presentation a lot.

#misha's original stuff #oc info posting #original character #oc #original characters #ocs #transgender #trans #trans character #transgender characters #trans day of visibility #tdov #i actually think singular they would make grammatical sense in russian but i'll refrain from talking about that here

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xenokattz · 6 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @htbthomas. Hi! How've you been?

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

616, 114

3. What fandoms do you write for?

At the moment, Black Panther: Wakanda Forever has eaten my soul. But I also have works in X-Men comics & movieverse (Summers brothers, Gambit/Rogue), MCU Avengers (mostly Taserhawk but a few Captain Hill thrown in there for fun), and possibly my longest running faves, Clois, in all sorts of media.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?*

Investigations Into Interoffice Relations : Outsider POV Clois. Man of Steel (13,104 words)

The Pearl I Carry in My Heart : World-building, political drama Nashuri. Black Panther MCU (115,128 words)

Peace With a Faulty Heart : Gen/Family dynamics, minor Taserhawk. MCU (7,486 words)

I Would Like To Give You the Silver Branch : Atmospheric Clois. Man of Steel (4,697 words)

Dilated Eyes Shooting the Breeze : Dramedy Taserhawk. MCU (2,620 words)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I'm trying to be better at it but I did go through about 5 years of not writing so I never answered those comments. Right now I try to reply as soon as I post the next chapter of the same fic.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

A very very very VERY old Gambit/Rogue fic that I would disavow except I believe in archiving everything even your shittiest piece of work.

Angstiest ending of a fic that I don't mind naming? Toss up between Because Thorns Have Roses, a X-Men Fox movieverse involving a time-travelling Gambit; or Polish Them Rockets, Swallow Those Pills an MCU Taserhawk break-up fic (which has a sequel that negates the angst).

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of my fics end happily. They just go through the wringer to get there.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I don't think so? Unless there are some subtweet style comments out there that I'm not privy to.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yeps. Yeppers. Absolutely yes. About half of my fics have smut. I can't write PWP though; all my porn has plot.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Yes. I wouldn't call them crazy by any means but I have 2 X-Men/Superman ones-- one where the Kents with a young Clark ended up adopting Scott Summers|Cyclops after his parents' plane crashes in their field. And another where FoxMovieverse Cyclops' ghost possesses Richard White from Man of Steel, just because James Marsden played both characters. Neither are on Ao3 at the moment. I should really post them there with FFN in its death throes.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so. I hope not.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nopes.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have too many control issues to co-write anything.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

I don't know if I have one favourite. I don't write them if I'm not utterly compelled by their chemistry.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

LeBeau, the third installation of my D'Ancanto series. It's not a even a WIP, really, more like a detailed outline but I don't know if I'm in that headspace any more. Even if I was, I remember thinking the outline needed such a major overhaul that I'd basically have to start all over again except the very last scene.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Possibly world-building? It's my favourite part anyway. Dialogue for certain characters.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I'm very verbose. That world-building thing. Also, sometimes I think I rush endings especially on the longer (> 50,000 word) fics

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Depends. Long conversations in another language, I just write in English with a comment somewhere in the beginning that it's in whatever language. Phrases or words that have no "English" translation, I'll put in said language with translations in the notes. Also, if the character tends to say those words/phrases in another language. I try my best to find a real person translator though I've started to learn a few languages trying to translate it myself.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Probably X-Men. Or the Anne of Green Gables books.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Oh my god! I don't have just one, it rotates a lot, and usually whichever one I'm working on is my fave. My current top 3 are:

The Pearl I Carry in My Heart : The world-building, political drama Nashuri I mentioned before

Cho Chang and the Jasmine Code : an HP fic about using magic based on other cultures not just Latin/Greek/British-based lore; specifically, Chinese magic which is based on calligraphy and music/tonality.

and, D'Ancanto : an gory whodunnit X-Men FoxMovieverse, post-X2, with Rogue/Marie D'Ancanto is a detective in the first police department where mutant cops solve crimes against or by other mutants.

Soft, no pressure tags to @pilesofpillows, @gaal-dornick, and anyone else who wants to play.

#nashuri #attoye #clois #gambit/rogue #fanfic

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☁️🐚🍄🍓(all, or any combination you want) for the fanfiction author ask meme

kissing your hand reverently for the ask etc

☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username?

i just like leather bookmarks!! originally lb was a non-kpop sideblog, and i wanted something that wouldn't be fandom-specific (i don't really like changing usernames) but that at the same time would fit my current fandom (the hobbit hehe). so, leatherbookmark!!

as for my ao3 username, oenanthe is a name of two genera: birds and plants, but i took mine from the bird one. specifically, this little guy. i love that the latin name is so pretty (wine+flower) but both english and polish taxonomers went "this bird has a white ass. alright then here you go"

by the way, huh, these arrows are fun! they're not -> but ⇢. they're dashed. cute

🐚 ⇢ do you like or dislike surprises?

oh boy i really don't... i used to when i was a kid, but at this point it's just a source of stress. though like -- depends, because if someone gets me a little postcard or a souvenir that's right up my alley, it's great and i'm happy they thought of me!, but if it's a big expensive gift... yeag

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

fascinated by the separation of ship and pairing here, btw

ohhhh my god i gotta get my fandom brain back in order.

xiyao. what do i think about xiyao? i like to think that in a better world they'd love to Eat. try out different stuff, ranging from "drowning in grease and made by a 78yo uncle who spits into his hands spiritedly before kneading the dough" to... hm. would they go for the "lick the citrus foam out of the plaster cast of the chef's mouth" dining, uh, experience? probably not, but lxc would be amazed and interested, half sincerely and half because he wants to check at what point jgy will go beloved, what the fuck.

but ALSO i think they'd just enjoy meals as a way of spending time together! so whether it's a modern au or not, they whip out the nice tableware, make sure there's a nice plantly being/something decorative on the table, etc. (they don't play music/put on tv in the background because they don't believe in that.)

(all of the above also means their meals take WAY longer than you'd expect, or rather -- as long as they can make them. breakfasts come with dessert now icydk)

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

hm!! i think i just... started doing it? when i was a kid and browsing blogs about the witch comic series, i stumbled upon some blogs that weren't like, character profiles and comic arc summaries, but instead basically chaptered fanfiction. and since that, i kind of seeked out people's fics, often more than canon material like scans, databases and such lol.

iirc i started out making comics about my OCs, weird little AUs (like... utena characters, but magical girls/boys lmfao), or "original" comics obviously were just crazy mixes of whatever i was into at the moment. i only started writing fic when i was, idk, ten? and even then it was more like "ough i have a certain scene/image/mood/feeling in my brain and i need to get it Out" than actual stories :')

another thing that hasn't changed until sort-of-very-recently was me just.... starting anew every new fandom. i'd be into fandom X for years, produce tons of fics, and then once i got into fandom Y i was like oh fuck this is all so embarrassing, STARTING A NEW ACCOUNT RIGHT AWAY OR WE DIE. 👍 on one hand cool, on the other i sometimes envy writers who don't have to log into three separate accounts to see all their stats ='D

#answered asks #woobifiedvillain

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The big story of the 300th Bugle episode AO (after Oliver) should be that it's Ahir Shah's debut, but I'm 7 minutes into it and Hari Kondabolu is already stealing the show. For anyone who doesn't know, Hari Kondabolu is an American comedian who became a Bugle regular I think because John Oliver must have recommended him, as I cannot imagine him crossing paths with Andy otherwise. His role on the podcast is to be sardonic about politics and baffled about Andy Zaltzman, and it's frequently gold (he also has several very funny comedy albums on Bandcamp, if anyone's interested in that).

He hasn't been on The Bugle in a while, and I'd forgotten that sometimes he likes to come on UK comedy podcasts and talk shit about the entire UK comedy industry. He did this in much more detail on the Comedian's Comedian podcast, I found his episode a fascinating exploration of UK vs US comedy. In that episode Hari did express admiration for various UK comedians and for their work ethic as a group, it was a nuanced conversation about pros and cons on both sides and made a great interview. That, however, is less funny than Hari just turning up on a podcast with 2 English comedians and shit talking their entire life's work, as he's done within the first seven minutes of this Bugle episode.

Andy Zaltzman: So, you two shared a flat in Edinburgh in 2011?

Hari Kondabolu: Yes, yes. Ahir was a fetus at the time. He was still in the womb, yet somehow finishing up at Cambridge. And I was a 28/29-year-old comic, hungry, excited for the future, thinking there was a career for me in the UK and beyond. And, no. No, not so much.

Andy Zaltzman: So, Ahir, are you going to Edinburgh this year?

Ahir Shah: I'm going back to the Fringe. I'm going to do a fortnight of the show I did last year.

Andy Zaltzman: Well that sounds like quite a long show. Is this the edited down version of it?

Ahir Shah: Yeah, it's like one of those Mark Watson things that takes absolutely fucking ages.

Hari Kondabolu: Has anyone ever made money at that festival? My understanding of how your system in the UK works is that you spend two weeks to a month in Edinburgh, and you lose all your money, and you owe your management company all the money for putting up the show, and then you spend a good chunk of the year paying them back. It seems like it only works because you have good social services that allow you to survive somehow.

Andy Zaltzman: That's a charmingly nostalgic view of the state of British social services, to be honest.

Ahir Shah: Yeah. The Edinburgh Festival, brought to you by the NHS.

Andy Zaltzman: Well, you know, it's just good for creativity. Most great figures from the creative arts through history were stung into action by needing to earn money. So that's the way the Edinburgh Festival works, clearly, is it makes people hungry in that regard.

Hari Kondabolu: I really do love watching a bunch of half-finished hours of comedy that should have probably taken a year or two more to be polished and perfect, but of course the drive for having a new hour every year is so important. And then making the full hour of comedy brilliant, and then not recording it, and sharing it with the world. Therefore no one has ever really seen it other than a few people in your own country. It's a brilliant strategy.

Andy Zaltzman: It's a great strategy, yeah.

Ahir Shah: I'm feeling really intensely patriotic at the moment, after all of these - it's like, you leave our festival alone, okay? You visited one time. You visited one time. It doesn't even count.

Hari Kondabolu: I did visit one time.

Andy Zaltzman: Well maybe we should take up the New York system of just doing the same seven minutes for twenty-five years, and ending up bitter at why fame has passed you by.

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Okay so I’m officially in love with your Rosekiller (they’re so ACCURATE), please indulge us in your Wolfstar headcanons 🎤

loooool ok anon youre cute so i'll do it but fucking hell wolfstar headcanons will be the death of me cause ive spent literally almost the same amount of time thinking about them as i have thinking about my own goddamn OCs

well the sirius i have in my head is a sickeningly blinding cosmic event (oh thatsgood). he's a walking paradox. he's impulsive and boisterous and laughs loudly but he's also intentional, fragile, vulnerable, dainty even. he walks like he knows exactly where he's going at all times, languid and relaxed, head held high. he wears whatever he wants. sometimes it's feminine, sometimes it's masculine, sometimes it's both. but even when he's wearing his blue jeans and leather jacket, he always looks regal, a little bit girlish, nose turned upwards and eyes twinkling with secret emotions only few people can decipher. he's loyal to a fault and it makes him crazy. the way he loves is testing. he's highly educated, writes only in cursive though he holds the pen with hatred. he grits his teeth in his sleep. has major anxiety. sometimes he can barely get a bite of food in him because he always feels sick. he hides it well but not so well. its all in his eyes, everything. you just gotta look. in my head he's half english half french, from la Corse. Corsica babyyyyy. he's a virtuoso with the piano and has a perfect ear. like, you could literally ask him what note your overheating laptop is making and he'll be like "hmm Si bémol." only knows music theory in french. he will kill for you but not die for you. he's almost nauseatingly driven. like, one track mind kind of person. if he has a goal, its getting done no matter how long it takes him. it gets him what he wants but it also makes him insufferable sometimes because there's no talking sense into him. he's sweet as a fucking button, though, my sirius. so so sweet. when he smiles you just wanna keep making him smile, when he laughs you just wanna get on your knees and beg he never stop. he's got the energy of a thousand suns, but has his moments of complete quiet and solitude. he needs those. at least once a day. he sleeps with the covers over his head, like an animal. if you're looking for sirius and you cant find him, look for a bump in the blankets. he'll be there. he also has crazy nightmares. like the type of person that just has nightmares every night. he's woken up at least once like in the movies, sprung up in bed screaming. also sleeps like he tosses and TURNS GOD and sometimes remus literally cannot stand it. the things he loves like music movies and books become his whole personality, he's very very obsessive with the things he loves. he'll talk your ear off about them if you ask him to. he like almost identifies with whatever he loves at that moment. he can cook. he's a good cook. homely stuff, like mashed potatoes and pie. he has the best table manners and doesnt really like people who dont. gives bombastic side eye in a way that makes it almost too funny not to laugh when you catch it. he loves to speak with his eyes, he's so good at it its scary.

remus. oh myyy goooooddd remus. no i just. i really really love him guys. okay my remus is half Polish half Welsh. his skin is fucking soft, idk thats just always sometimes that sits in my mind, like yes he has scars but the skin around them is just really fucking soft. he always smells kind of soft, too. contrary to sirius, who's all sharp features and contrasting hair on his pale skin, remus is just soft all over, actually. everything blends in real nice. his eyes are a shade of amber that is never quite the same in any lighting. watery eyes. sparkling eyes. Roman nose PLEASE. he's an avid smoker. he's a stoner, yes but he doesn't act like one. like he can hold his fuckin smoke. he has insomnia. his mind never stops. he takes in the world with wonder, always romanticizing everything. everything is beautiful and it breaks his heart. very protective of his heart but he wants so badly to just love freely and openly and avidly the way sirius does, or the way james does. he's not an asshole, but has asshole-ish tendencies. like he can be a bit dry and cold sometimes or aloof, but he doesn't really notice until someone mentions it then he's like oh shit my bad. he talks MAD SHIT. loves to talk shit. he's good at it too, you'll laugh with the digs he comes up with. RESTING BITCH FACE. please yes. he looks full of disdain, bored, but he's having the time of his life dont worry. sarcastic, always. but the funny kind, the silly kind. like youll ask him "hey can you get this thing for me" and he'l reply "no" while doing it. you never really know where you stand with him and its kind of his fatal flaw, like he always seems to have one foot out the door. when he loves you though, he is the LEAST judgmental person you'll ever meet. like seriously thats the way he loves. he embraces all parts of you, lets you evolve and change and make mistakes. he loves to be a guard dog. he is very protective. he's also mid. like looks wise, i love a mid remus. in the sense that, he's not striking, heads don't necessarily turn when he walks into a room, or they do but its only cause he's tall. but when he speaks, all solid cadence and a crinkly smile, you're like oh. oh. he's hot. also cant keep socks matched to save his life. they're always mismatched and even when he takes them out of the dryer, he doesnt bother to find the matching ones he just bunches them up together. drives sirius fucking mad.

i could keep going like its so bad. its so bad. im down bad

#ok pheewwwww #yall got me sweatin #thanks for your inquiry sweetness #this was fun #anon #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar

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ariel-seagull-wings · 2 years

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@tamisdava2 @the-blue-fairie @softlytowardthesun @superkingofpriderock @faintingheroine @princesssarisa

I once found myself thinking about which fairy tale collectors/authors have the most similar styles to be combined in the same universe. In addition to writing stylistics and characterization, criteria such as cultural and chronological proximity also enter.

The combinations that came were as follows:

Universe D'Aulnoy/Perrault: both French, wrote stories at the same time period that took classical myths and archetypes of folklore with a narrative of more flowery language, seeking to impress an elite in the literary salons.

Universe Grimm/Schönwerth/Němcová: The three Germans and the Czech-Austrian. Schönwerth sought to be more faithful to the way the people told the tales, so his style is more raw, with a narrative that can feel like it ended abruptly, compared to the more polished Grimm and Němcová. But all three are inspired by the rural world of Germany and its neighbors, with a subtle presence of Christianity and marked by the mixture of beauty and wonder with dark and sometimes grotesque violence.

Universe Asbjørnsen and Moe/Jacobs: The Norwegians and the English (born in Colonial Australia). The three, while admiring the work of Perrault and Grimm, also questioned the apparent domination of the French and Germans in fairy tales, so their collection of Norse and Celtic tales was a response to this domination. Its protagonists are often smart and even lazy rogues, its heroines, not always conventionally beautiful, are defined by courage and determination in the pursuit of happiness. If you've read a tale collected in Norway by Asbjørnsen and Moe, you're likely to find a variant of that tale collected by Jacobs in England, Ireland, and Scotland.

Universe Andersen/Oscar Wilde: The two most iconic LGBTQIA+ authors in Fairy Tale history. Their stories read like novellas, with characters that come out of the archetype zone. They are more complex, constantly philosophizing about issues like mortality, faith, good and evil, poverty and wealth. The presence of royalty is rare, and the focus becomes the common man, with his struggles represented by a tin soldier, a match seller, a student or a gardener. When royalty is present, it is possible to see a criticism of it, in short stories such as The Emperor's New Clothes or The Infanta's Birthday. Romance is also rarely the focus, and when it does, there's no guarantee it's going to have a happy ending. Andersen and Wilde introduced the complexities of nineteenth-century modernity to Fairy Tales.

#fairy tales #fantasy #folklore #literature #madame d'aulnoy #charles perrault #franz xaver von schönwerth #brothers grimm #grimm brothers #božena němcová #jorgen moe #peter christen asbjørnsen #joseph jacobs #hans christen anderson #oscar wilde

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Rest on Your Oar (and See) Commentary Track

It’s been two years, nearly, since I published Rest on Your Oar (and See). According to AO3, it is my 6th most popular fic by hits, and my 4th most kudos’ed. By Popular demand (twitter poll) here is some commentary about politics and references in the text! It may be THE MOST PRETENTIOUS THING i've ever written

Read this with the fic (here) open beside you, I guess? I don't know how to do this kind of thing

Content Warnings: Discussions of the holocaust / Shoah, mass death on the Mediterranean and English Channel, depression, suicidality, parental abuse

Rest on Your Oar began life in my green notebook, which also contains fan favourites such as every Silmarillion fic I’ve ever posted, and ‘An Ebb, a Wave, a Soft Crash.’ I write most things longhand first, and then type up the second draft. If something strikes me as having potential i’ll polish the second draft into a third, but not always.

Rest on Your Oar wasn’t so much something that I wrote as much as something that created itself. It felt like it was in my hands already as I began to put it on the page, although that’s not to say I didn’t put a large amount of work into it. The longhand version follows the same structure as the published one, although it’s about half as long and it’s not as good. I don’t spend much time thinking about law in draft one, which is funny, because I think that’s the most important element of the entire thing.

If there’s one thing this fic is about about, it’s Modernity, and more specifically the space that law currently fills in our lives (one that might once have been filled by something else [God]). It is also about Europe, History-with-capital-H, [both of which are really just Modernity again] abuse, queerness, and depression. Modernity was when the disenchantment started: the scientific method and bureaucratisation came in - both forms of systematisation - as a result racism became codified by science instead of Religion, the individual conscience became king, and the King lost his head. And more!!

Why yes, I have read Angels in America, thank you for asking.

This commentary will explain some of my thinking on this, as well as things that I would change, now. As I said, it’s been nearly two years, and they’ve been personally eventful. This is especially true of the focus on Europe.

I should have been clearer: the [ongoing] colonialism that has endured for the last six centuries and the current focus on borders, borders, borders make this place, at this moment, an Evil one. At this moment, we would rather maintain an absurdly expensive and brutal system of social murder, rather than deal with problems we ourselves have caused. If you’re looking for a cause to throw €5 to over the next few months - and God knows you probably aren’t, given the cost of living these days - consider organisations that come under the banner of the Calais Appeal (you can find it on instagram). Over 300 people have died in Northern Europe (France and Belgium mostly) trying to get into the UK. In 2021, according to the UN, 3,231 people lost their lives crossing the Mediterranean sea. These are people with beating hearts, inner lives, families and friends that love them dearly.It is international law that you can claim asylum in any country you want. The EU and the UK are breaking international law. There are NO LEGAL ROUTES into this place unless you are already a member of a privileged minority. The EU knows that this is the case and persists in these brutal policies regardless.

A final note before starting - Edgeworth is deeply depressed during this fic, and surprise! I was deeply depressed when I was writing it. Depression is very difficult to measure when it gets that bad, because your perceptions of everything, including time, are skewed and sometimes unreliable. I know now that I was deep into it, and this comes through occasionally in the writing and the language used. I want to say that I appreciate every comment - some of the loveliest, most gracious, best-written comments I have ever received are on this fic - and would like to let people know that I’m doing better now. In case you were wondering!

The title comes from an Eileen Ní Chuilleanáin (pronounced Eye-leen Nee Quill-en-awn) poem, “The Second Voyage.” It’s about Odsseus deciding that he hates the sea and must leave it, and then realising that he can’t, and must go back. I love Ní Chuilleanáin so much - she writes with an acute eye for detail. Can’t recommend enough. Anyway, you should read the poem alongside the piece, and bear in mind the ending. Is it happy?

Is fanfiction literature? I’m going to ruffle a few feathers here and say that I’ve been reading fic for a good deal more than half my life, and I think the answer is usually not, or at least it’s not usually good literature. I’ve published more than 33 fics, which is quite a few, and even then, I think there are maybe three that I could possibly, possibly, with a lot of work, spend a few months editing and send off to a magazine. I write in the fanfiction genre and mostly, for me, generally, that precludes analysis or deep themes. Some people treat it differently. I approached Rest on your Oar differently. That’s why the references to the Holocaust and the Second World War are in here. If something is about the Law, and about Europe, then it is for me very important that we mention where the law in Europe can lead. However, generally I think it is absolutely inappropriate and wrong to trivialise the Holocaust by setting a fanfiction there. Like the new trend of novels that treat Auschwitz as a tragic backdrop in which characters can self-actualise, such fics show an absolute misunderstanding of what happened, and what was done. It was important for me to acknowledge, in my fic about a kind-of German lawyer battling with the legacies of his lawyer father(figure), that it was Europe’s celebrated legal and infrastructural machinery that made the murder of roughly 7,000,000 people (of whom 6,000,000 were Jewish) possible.

Anyway.

He’ll disembark at Bordeaux. A big enough city that the police won’t blink twice at an anonymous body in the treacherous river. He won’t upset anyone – he won’t make anyone he knows discover – it’ll be OK once he gets off the train

The fic starts with Edgeworth on the Paris-Hendaye high-speed rail service, in the midst of a full-blown break with reality.

By poetic licence, the carriage is empty. A last-minute ticket for the TGV on this line, in the evening, in first class (of course) would cost you about €173.00, if not more. Provided you could find one. Jesus!! You can get to Greece (by plane) for that!!

Why the Basque country? Firstly, I lived near there for a few months and absolutely adored it. The Sea, the cliffs, the people (the people!!) the towns, winding roads, villages, houses all facing the same direction, Saint Sebastian, the language, the rain, the beaches that attract tourists and the constant wind that disappoints them, and again, above all, from everywhere, the Sea, the Sea, the Sea. I use the water as a metaphor in my writing, which is really original and unique of me. Why the Basque country? It’s old, and not German at all, easy to get to, and the seaside towns are very underpopulated during the Winter. A lot of empty houses, empty apartment blocks, and rain from the Atlantic.

The platform at Biarritz is drab and rain-soaked.

You ever get the impulse to stay on the train you’re on, and get off somewhere nicer? I don’t want to get off at Marne-la-Vallée/Chessy. So rainy and cold. And for what! Disneyland!?!? I’d rather be getting off in Avignon [ ;-) ]. This is not what Edgeworth feels, except for it is. I don’t know! He’s in the middle of a breakdown! Those aren’t coherent thoughts he’s having! I wanted to express here how tar-ry depression can be. All of your brain feels heavier, and whatever thoughts you are having are unclear and move like viscous. I imagine, for quick-on-the-draw person like Edgeworth, who may have spent most of his childhood very alert to his guardian’s moods and potential violences, that state is particularly alien. Does he want to die, or does he want to live? It can be surprising, for those who have not been there, how unclear that demarcation can be.

Corrupt.

Also I don’t forgive him the corruption until he decides that he’s going to fix it. It’s very illegal and absolutely morally repugnant, what Lana did to him. It’s absolutely the kind of thing that could mess you up for life, and I imagine would be fertile grounds for a civil case as well as a criminal one. But he’s still in a position of authority. Prisons are evil places in real life, and in Ace Attorney they seem to be mediaeval dungeons with Victorian hard-labour standards. One imagines Genet thriving in the environment. It’s on the prosecutor to think long and hard about what the truth of the matter is. Can we achieve true justice on Earth? Debatable. But Edgeworth’s approach sure isn’t helping!!!

And yet, I think it’s pretty obvious that he does, even at his worst, care about Justice.

At least there isn’t anyone they could call. Not one. The thought is freeing. He used to have Von Karma listed, but his office number, not his personal line.

Not having an emergency contact - it’s very difficult to live that way. You don’t realise how much you need one - pretty much for every job application, pretty much for every club you want to join, and certainly for doctors, dentists, and any other place where you may need insurance. For more on this, read the very beautiful How to Be Alone by Lane Moore.

Von Karma had been total

I hate it when people use political theories to describe interpersonal relationships, and vice versa, because it contributes to petty bourgeois philosophy about government spending and the worst excesses of liberal twitter, but here I present my take on parental abuse. Apologies, as ever, to Hannah Arendt.

He stumbles up the street, to the bright neon promise of an open hotel, its windows reflected in the puddles on the ground.

Anyway, I spent an enjoyable three hours looking for a fancy hotel that Edgeworth might check into. I can’t remember the one I picked but it was very white-plaster light-wood beams, healthy food, open all year round. I think to be truly in-character Edgeworth would go with the Hôtel Palace, which is just as baroque and expensive as you can imagine, but he’s not in character here, as also shown by his eschewing of the SUIT.

Where does Edgeworth buy his fancy and boring clothes? There is a shopping centre in Gare Montparnasse, where the Paris-Hendaye service originates. So Levi’s for t-shirts, the Kooples, and so on. Some aspects of this fic are so unbelievably thought out, and some are completely symbolic and not realistic in any way. Don’t think too hard about it.

To skip forward - here is where place Edgeworth visits in Biarritz (Le Rocher de la Vierge):

Places Miles and Franziska were brought as children for educational reasons

And the little village he settles in is one of my favourite places in the entire universe, that is, Guéthary, a little further down the Basque coast.

How gorgeous?!?!? Many a happy cigarette smoked on this harbour. Also a comedically dramatic tumble from a bicycle, ripping the knee of some nice yellow jeans.

For people who aren’t aware, there is ongoing conversation in the Basque country over the topic of independence. The Basque region encompasses some of France’s South-Western coast and also a large amount of Northern Spain. It skewed Republican (good) in the Spanish Civil War (a war so terrible that any amount of reflection upon it will have you pretty much despondent) and as a result suffered heavily when the fascists won. Picasso’s painting Guernica is based on the German bombing of the Basque cultural and market town of the same name.

Up until fairly recently, this was a conflict, with armed group ETA on one side (pro-independence) and the Spanish police and the Guardia Civil [guilty of war crimes for sure, but no charges] on the other. The EU will not tell you this because they like to pretend there hasn’t been war since 1945. When they say this, they mean “literally tanks sent between France and Germany.” (I’m not anti-EU in principle but I am a mostly unemployed leftist so I have things to critique. To be clear this is not a Brexit support blog).

Philadelphia Story had been his favourite. His father had ruffled his hair and laughed when Miles said so. He said, why am I not surprised. My clever little boy.

Katherine Hepburn forever. Gregory Edgeworth in no doubt as to who his son is.

Larry didn’t like it so much – “Mulan’s for girls” he’d said, and Phoenix had looked down at his hands and agreed, albeit far more quietly than usual.

Miles Edgeworth runs up against male socialisation and it hurts. Also Phoenix lives with his aunt - why? Not for this fic to explore.

Past empty campsites, fields full of luxury white cuboids waiting for May.

Anyway I myself was a campsite worker, poisoning the air of the beautiful small town with my shouted English. Shame on me! I know.

But here, on this cliff - he wasn’t expecting this, either – he thought he’d seen the town’s war memorial – but here’s another one, stones turning their faces to the sea, and it’s blunter – it’s -

If your mother did a master’s thesis on French historical memory of the second world war, please hit me up! We can commiserate together. The effects of this thesis on me are manifold, but one is that I MUST find the war memorial in any town I go to and see who EXACTLY is memorialised. Obviously we have the First World War dead, which is as close to neutral remembrance as you can get in this sphere - and it’s important to look at the length of these lists in small villages and reflect!!!! And then more rarely, and always a much shorter list, you’ll have the lists of the Second World War dead. Usually resistants, but sometimes civilians as well, and generally it won’t say whether they were shot on the street or deported.

So in Bidart (this memorial is in Bidart) that is not the case. It’s very stark, hence the flashback. My favourite war memorial is in Biarritz because it goes into a lot of detail about deportees &tc.

And speaking of memorials!!!

This is the memorial to the murdered Jews of Europe on Hannah Arendt Strasse:

And this is the separate memorial across the road to the murdered members of the LGBTQ+ community

Both of these memorials are extremely powerful; Von Karma here weaponises this power to threaten and oppress. Power and aura, for art in everyday life, can be used for both affirmative and negative ends. Memorials to atrocities of this scale are complicated places, and while I think Berlin has done a phenomenal job at limiting the potential for misuse, it is still there. The memorial does not tell you what to think.

Similarly, you have to think about coming into an understanding of your own identity in a world where the visible, public and celebrated elements are monuments to oppression, illness, institutional hatred and . What does it mean to understand your sexuality, religion or gender through displays of public contrition and grief, or as sites of public debate before you understand it as what it means for you and your heart?

To close out this section, consider the words of Primo Levi:

It happened, and therefore it could happen again; this is the core of what we have to say.

This is why we must reflect on the Law, and on current European fascism, and on current European migration policy. I hope at least that there will be memorials to the people we have lost due to the above.

On his mother’s birthday, it rains.

Who is Miles Edgeworth’s mother???? Assumedly just as dead as his father, but why the complete absence from the text? Misogyny, obviously, but why else??? When you think about it it’s a horrifically sad story. Edgeworth wanting to die (more actively than passively at this stage) on her birthday is a detail I added to make it worse!! One imagines she’s buried or memorialised in his hometown. Did they go to her grave? Did Gregory miss her out loud?

She would have been 60. All the terrible people in the world who reached that milestone.

This is a reference to the fact that Henry Kissinger is !!! Still !!!! Alive ?!?!?!?!?

The ocean revolting against itself and the pure rage of its power

The sea is a neutral force. A neutrality that is still very powerful.

His first thought is I like that bicycle, with the pink streamers on the handlebars.

Edgeworth is starting to recognise his inner child. This will be, in the end, what saves his life, and possibly what saves us all. I once had a therapist that called herself an “early childhood development professional, only one that deals with adults.” She was the best therapist I ever had!! Miles Edgeworth needs to start feeling and healing!! And so do I, and dear reader, probably so do you! Also this scene was written two years before I met this person, but falling off a cliff is a real thing that can happen. I had a coworker that fell off TWO separate cliffs. Excessive? She certainly thought so!

A Portuguese nurse asks if he’s alright as he comes in (what a question) and he tells her no.

Because mental illness is actually quite common and I imagine Edgeworth is underplaying his symptoms, they don’t keep him in for observation like I imagine they probably should. In my country the healthcare system is so broken that they don’t have the money to do things like that, but in France it’s generally efficient and well-funded. What’s going on here? Maybe he doesn’t have his EHIC card or something. Anyway, prozac made me much worse! He should be on sertraline. And then, after all of that - all that agony and humiliation - he’s still just as bad as he was before, worse maybe.

He is fourteen and lying on his back. The parquet rubs cold against his legs

There is no worse age to be in the entire world alive than 14. Is the suicidality already latent in young Edgeworth, or is it that he is looking back with poisoned lenses?

“Hello, detective.”

You can’t escape!!!!!!!! You may desperately want to - the love of your friends and family can be the most painful and heavy thing, the most awkward burden to bear - but you can’t escape it. Thankfully.

Ride your bike down to the sea and relish in the breeze blowing the hair back from your face.

“9 out of 10 days are slightly disappointing

But on the tenth, you see that light beckoning”

Annika Norlin, “Silent Night”

Transcendence is rare, but it happens. It will happen to you. You will come to a place where you will recognise the beauty around you and inside you, and you will know that you were supposed to make it here. You will not want the mire of mental illness anymore; you will know that you are better when you are freer.

And then it will go, and you will forget the feeling, but not that you had it. As Elizabeth Bishop says: Somebody loves us all.

The wanting of the bad thing is a strange thing to explain. There’s no such thing as true freedom from it. It is always in the back of your head, there’s always another shoe that can drop, and there will be people and things said to you - Never Quite Free by the Mountain Goats, people, don’t ask me to explain more than that.

In the future, Phoenix Wright will run into the same stretch of sea…

See High Season

he shady tactics (not illegal), the withholding of certain pieces of evidence (not illegal), the decisions on what sentence to push for, and for whom, and when to take a case and when to decide against doing so

Be VERY cautious of prosecutors. I myself am absolutely anti-prison. I don’t see any reason for that kind of barbarity in our world. I can see that not everybody feels that way. But always remember: prosecutors in most of today’s systems are on very good friends with the cops. And the cops are never your friends.

Old man, Edgeworth thinks, old man, I am not ashamed

Edgeworth is gay and now he can say “i am gay” out loud to himself. This kind of brutal repression, that either abusive parents or abusive environments instil, is violence. That is, violence as defined by Johan Galtung: the cause of the difference between the potential and the actual, between what could have been and what is.

Thank you not-Guéthary! We are moving on!

The Cévennes! Beautiful mountains, barely populated, old old old. And I believe a place where the Maquis (part of the French Resistance) tended to congregate. Resistance… potential changes on the horizon for dear M. Edgeworth. The town that I based this town on is Florac, another stunning location. Best avocado of my entire life. I can still remember that salad, all these years later. And a very lovely skirt, silk, in blue-grey!

Oh my GOD I have got to get back there. I forgot how beautiful it was. I wonder how much rent is. I could finally write my masterwork in peace.

The man at the till, tall and dark, smiles at him

When I was there there were no handsome Spanish men selling books but in all fairness I don’t have any use for handsome Spanish men, so maybe there were some I missed?

Unusual for a Catholic church to be so unadorned

Edgeworth does not Find Religion here. Pity! I think there are some themes in Catholicism that could help him! Not Catholicism itself, but a few of the ideas within it. Not the devotion bit - he’s maybe had too much of that already.

He liked the moomins too, although he got the feeling the other children in the class would have the same reaction to that as they did to Mulan

I must admit to taking the shame of loving the Moomins as a homage to Philip Pullman, who wrote sweetly about the same thing in an essay which I cannot find (here’s a different one), but nobody picked up on it in the comments and so now I think it’s just plagiarism??? Help!?!

He has a Spanish accent; more Southern than Northern

Javi García Cortes is from Grenada

Von Karma had slapped him, once, hard, across the face

Von Karma physically assaulting him like this is deeply humiliating, and acts as a threat to Franziska as well, though I don’t think he would do the same to her.

The chasm it will open has been a spectre, his life since he was nine years old. The dark at the centre of the spider’s web.

So the “dark at the centre of the spider’s web” is a serious image that I am using seriously, but I was listening to an improv podcast by Paul F Tomkins where “Hans Christian Anderson” is being interviewed, and HE USES THE SAME IMAGE!! But it’s so funny! Truly one of my favourite jokes ever. This is a coincidence, but it’s ruined this paragraph for me.

He was an omnipresent threat of power and violence, and he shaped Edgeworth, gave him purpose and an appreciation for Handel and Bach.

If someone gives you art, knowledge, understanding and education, feeds you - you’re a real person at least partly in their image, and - it’s unbearable, that the person that was supposed to love you and nurture you not only didn’t care enough to do that, but also hurt you, maybe on purpose and maybe by accident. Apologies would never be enough, and Miles Edgeworth does not even have that. I mean, really put yourself in his shoes: you’ve found out that this man who was responsible for your growth and development and your choice of career actually hated you and wanted to kill you and it wasn’t even for anything he thought you did. (And then it turns out your trusted co-workers were responsible for you sending hundreds of people to prison). And then also you’re in the middle of a nervous breakdown and you can’t stop thinking about the last time you were happy. Which was when you were nine years old.

lying on the shore beside Javi García Cortes, who had just kissed him in full view of the road, the best kiss of his life

I love Javi so much.AO3 user Eggybaguette posted this absolutely incredible comment, which is such a good analysis and you’re so smart for this if you’re reading this, like genuinely you are so intelligent. “[Edgeworth] seeing himself, an anonymous body in a river in the beginning, and then letting himself be recognized and experience intimacy in a river with Javi,” as they point out, is an important character progression. It’s also important in terms of borders - rivers and seas are often sites of division. Here Edgeworth is allowing himself to broaden the horizons of what he thinks his body is for. This is also true of the scene where he goes sea-swimming.

He doesn’t get out of bed except to use the bathroom for three days straight

Oh God I forgot how horrible I am to this poor man in this section. Healing isn’t linear!

He loves this movement. He loves the clarinet.

Ah, Mozart’s Piano Concerto no.23 in A Major (K488). Truly I don’t know where this man got his genius from but he understood how to express light in music! The fête de la musique that Edgeworth is attending is an annual event that has musicians play in towns across France. It’s really great! I don’t know how good an orchestra from a tiny rural town would be, but let’s pretend it’s a good one for this.

And it was not The Law that stood in his way.

IS THIS A WHISPER OF REDEMPTION? I have been a sucker for a redemption arc since I recognised a kindred spirit in Zuko from Avatar, and to be honest I am so obsessed with Ace Attorney deciding that was something Edgeworth would probably undergo, but totally off-screen. So what changed? What was the “true meaning of being a prosector?” Is the system broken beyond repair, or can it be fixed? Choose carefully, because if something can be fixed, you might find you have an obligation to fix it… not that Edgeworth is there yet in his emotional journey.

The next morning, he’s feeling pretty bad, but he gets up anyway

HE IS ABLE TO GET UP IN THE MORNING AND FEED HIMSELF!!!!!!! Just as triumphant a moment as running down to the sea imo. This is the hard work of living.

the teachings he had to impart made a certain amount of sense. They twisted the world around, so that they confirmed your worst fears, and the more you got the more you needed

More Wanting the Bad Thing.

Sometimes the two of them, miserable on the sofa together. Miles went to a lady to talk about it, sometimes, and the way he couldn’t really make friends

It was partly inherited all along :( The thing is sometimes something happens which explains it all, and sometimes it doesn’t, and often it is a combination. Gregory Edgeworth here being an exemplary father, meaning that when he noticed his son was more sad than the usual child he went and tried to sort it out.

Oh God, had nobody – the little boy who would sleep in single bed strewn with books and signal samurai pillowcases – had nobody thought, Manfred Von Karma will damage this child

Where are the child protection systems in Ace Attorney. Mr Phoenix sir I know you care very deeply for Trucy but you can’t just take a child back to your house without some kind of documentation. Von Karma should not have been able to randomly take a child out of his community to a different continent. As John Darnielle of The Mountain Goats says, though, “Take the character seriously.” So if this was the state of the issue - what the Hell would that feel like? Not good! Edgeworth is feeling the grief of realising that childhood and its moral simplicities are over, the fact that he has been forever damaged by his upbringing, and that he will never get to be nurtured by people who loved him. And also there are fifteen years of pain that he has not let himself feel, that are all now demanding their day in court.

Well. Miles has always cared about justice, fairness, truth (whatever those words really mean for adult lives, there is something very clear and beautiful about a child’s perception of the concepts). Edgeworth is in a position to help with that.

Try and build a life that you would be proud to show to your childhood self. It doesn’t have to be the life that they wanted.

Phoenix cried for the whole thing, pretty much

Phoenix is deep in grief!

as the river cuts a gash across the continent more political than physical.

Goodbye, Cévennes! I will miss you dearly!!

But there will be time enough to return. Go on, go on, let the magnets and the engineers carry you forward.

Perhaps there’s something important good and connective about trains, as well? Maybe there is space to redeem ourselves? Maybe if we leave our own interests behind and join in common cause?

I attended the centenary of the 1918 Armistice on a footbridge across the Rhine on the France-Germany border. Then there were lots of jokes about how it was about time for Alsace-Lorraine to go back to Germany, and also tears of relief that such a war hasn’t happened since 1945. If there are no wars between France and Germany for so long then surely more is possible.

Borders are weird places.

“The architecture here is, like, really weird,” Trucy says, eating her solero and looking, unimpressed, at one of the Europe’s greatest achievements. “Is it supposed to look like a spaceship?”

Trucy is right. It is weird. I love it so much. I think Edgeworth is absolutely involved in the European Court of Human Rights. It’s a bit for show, a bit actually effective, and mostly a massive symbol for… something.

While he’s there the law will change, and there will be dancing in the streets.

The Law has enormous power. In the right hands, it promotes human justice, and allows for the truth to be codified. In more mundane light, too, it orders things you hardly think about. A number of years ago, it was revealed that a mix-up on my birth certificate means that I have two available names. It took a while to actually work out what this meant; for a while I thought that I was legally registered under a name that wasn’t mine. It was upsetting! And then for trans people, getting the right name of their birth certs and personal IDs is a concrete affirmation. According to the state and its laws, this is who you are.

Sharp Objects says: I have returned to my childhood, the scene of the crime. This refers to real crime and also a more abstract one.

Anyway I have no way to end this. Let me know if you have any questions?

The Prodigal

The brown enormous odor he lived by was too close, with its breathing and thick hair, for him to judge. The floor was rotten; the sty was plastered halfway up with glass-smooth dung. Light-lashed, self-righteous, above moving snouts, the pigs' eyes followed him, a cheerful stare-- even to the sow that always ate her young-- till, sickening, he leaned to scratch her head. But sometimes mornings after drinking bouts (he hid the pints behind the two-by-fours), the sunrise glazed the barnyard mud with red the burning puddles seemed to reassure. And then he thought he almost might endure his exile yet another year or more.

But evenings the first star came to warn. The farmer whom he worked for came at dark to shut the cows and horses in the barn beneath their overhanging clouds of hay, with pitchforks, faint forked lightnings, catching light, safe and companionable as in the Ark. The pigs stuck out their little feet and snored. The lantern--like the sun, going away-- laid on the mud a pacing aureole. Carrying a bucket along a slimy board, he felt the bats' uncertain staggering flight, his shuddering insights, beyond his control, touching him. But it took him a long time finally to make up his mind to go home

-- Elizabeth Bishop

If you liked this, then you’ll LOVE

A Place of Greater Safety by Hilary Mantel

Elizabeth Bishop’s poems, including: Filling Station, At the Fishhouses

The Seasons Quartet by Ali Smith

Angels in America by Tony Kushner

How to be Alone by Lane Moore

The Vichy Syndrome by Henri Russo

Postwar: A History of Europe since 1945 by Tony Judt

If This is a Man and The Truce by Primo Levi

The Body Keeps the Score by Bessel A. Van Der Kolk

All About Love by bell hooks

Our Lady of the Flowers by Jean Genet

A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness

Less, by Andrew Sean Greer

Sharp Objects, by Gillian Flynn

The Mountain Goats discography, specifically these songs: Heretic Pride **Never Quite Free Cry for Judas

Can't Get You Out of my Head docuseries by Adam Curtis

22, 25 by Rosemary Valerlo-O’Connell

#my fic #commentary #writing #rest on your oar #edgeworth #aa #rest on your oar (and see)#politics #Europe #modernity #pretention #elizabeth bishop #The Law #ace attorney #fic writing

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#witcherweekly: aug 31st (pt. 2/3)

the battle of the bridge

august 31st, day — baptism of fire ch. 7 — after beginning to travel at dawn, and stopping to water the horses, the company seeks a ferry to take them across the yaruga. they find and board one (collectively bullying the ferryman into taking them) but quickly become embroiled in a battle between nilfgaardian and rivian forces.

tumblr limits me to ten photos per post, but to summarize the best parts of the ferry ride, some of our heroes’ aristeiai, which, you may notice, are all motivated by the same thing: protecting one another.

regis is shot in the chest with an arrow (he’s okay) and then delivering the line “did you think i could be harmed by any old bit of wood?” … milva, mistaking regis for dead and enraged by this, begins to shoot at the nilfgaardians, and amongst them kills an officer and his compatriots at a great distance, greater than nilfgaardans could shoot accurately, “she began to shoot. quickly. arrow after arrow. not one missed its target.” (also quoting her father but we don’t learn it’s her father’s saying until later :’))

dandelion, against all the others’ advice, waves his arms and yells wildly to try to get the lyrian and rivians’ attention that they’re on their side. two arrows fly directly at him, and geralt deflects them both, which he claims is the first time he’s ever done that

however, the greatest display of excellence and heroics occurs when milva’s life is at stake — the stress and exertion of the ordeal of the ferry ride on the yaruga takes its toll, and milva miscarries her pregnancy of ten weeks.

regis leaps to her medical aid, but the company is stuck in the middle of a raging battle. their only choice… is to go directly through it.

just when the rivian forces are about to retreat, geralt and cahir work together to muster them… all for the sake of saving milva: “i don’t give a shit about this war. this is about milva.”

cahir demonstrates his proficiency as an officer in mustering terrified troops;

quick translation sidenote: unfortunately, this was mistranslated in the english edition, something i realized when listening to the polish audiodrama in which cahir’s voice actor gives a stunning performance, absolutely screaming at the top of his lungs “NA BINDUGĘ! BIJ!! ZABIJ!!!”

like “for (on) binduga! fight!! KILL!!!” … cahir really canonically has a “calling all besties….. KILL!” moment

so you can imagine my disappointment when i revisited to the english audiobook and cahir says “to the timber port… death to the dogs!” … he doesn’t yell “kill!” 🥺…? much less impactful and intimidating…

furthermore, it seems that through all of the UK 2nd edition (because this is present in chapter 3 of tower of the swallow as well), any mention of red binduga and the rivian defeat at it was replaced with “timber port” . i don’t know why.

they succeed in mustering the troops but are then faced with a decision, a point of no return, and a flourishing demonstration of alliance: cahir has to fight against the nilfgaardian army, which he was once a part of. and he does so, without hesitation…

(even if it means being on opposing sides with his friend morteisen, who throws cahir from his horse and almost kills him, before realizing who it is, faltering, and then being killed himself 😭)

but what i really wish to point out is this:

two brothers in arms, two allies and comrades — in an encounter with a common foe, in an uneven battle. and that was their baptism of fire. a baptism of shared fighting, fury, madness and death.

it is worth pointing out that the polish editions of baptism of fire, chrzest ognia, have a preface* to the book: lyrics from the dire straits song “brothers in arms” (1985). technically, this makes baptism of fire (1996) a songfic ;)

* note that all of the witcher books in the saga have prefaces, but in the english editions these prefaces are sometimes omitted, perhaps due to copyright law?

this scene, this ending, is the culmination of the entire book. a shared baptism of fire, a purifying ordeal, among brothers in arms, willing to risk their lives for one another.

to be continued in a following post…

#the witcher books #witcherweekly #f: a hansa's a hansa #c: milva #c: cahir #c: geralt #c: regis #c: dandelion #sorry this is late bc i had a job interview on aug 31st so :D a lot of things happening and then i fell asleep at 5 PM bc i #got no sleep the previous night bc i was talking with my friends HKDHDKDB ok #cw abortion #cw miscarriage #cw pregnancy

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for the ask game (sorry for not using the emojis lmao): mikhail and viktor & jackie, vitali and johnny AND for vincent i'm very curious about rogue & kerry >:)

oc get-along asks!

🩺 - viktor vektor

mikhail and viktor are mostly just co-workers but they get along very well! meeting was a little bit awkward for them at first because mikhail doesn't say many words and viktor had already heard everything there is to know about mikhail by then from vitali LMFAO but they saw each other often enough to have more conversations and they enjoy hanging out together :]

they mostly bond over their medical knowledge, mikhail still wants to go back to school to get his phd (which he does eventually!!) so he spends a lot of time working together with viktor to learn more from him and to sharpen his skills >:^) viktor is very excited about being able to teach someone more things but also he would never admit this out loud. but vitali knows. vitali knows everything. he's not telling mikhail though

it's also interesting to note that mikhail sometimes struggles with english but whenever he's hanging out with viktor and they're talking about things he knows a lot about, he will have NO trouble at all with expressing himself and saying what he wants to say. viktor has always been very patient with him and also knows russian AND polish so they can also often be found speaking either of those languages with each other <3

🥢 - jackie welles

it's funny because jackie and mikhail would have known each other from a pretty young age because of both of them being besties with vitali but their lives were mostly just parallel to each other. they didn't see each other very often and whenever they Would see each other they were both a little bit 🧍‍♂️ about it for reasons neither of them could really explain. it might have had something to do with the fact they both had complicated feelings for vitali which they never worked through or talked about with anyone and the radius effect of those feelings dealt psychic damage to each other whenever they'd be in the room together. who knows!!

either way, both of them knew a LOT about each other but all of that information came from vitali which is also probably why they were never really all that great of friends. it's difficult to bond with someone when you already feel like you've known them for very long and you can recognize their face but at the same time that's just a complete stranger to you. it's very sad because both of them would have wanted to be friends and they were both trying to make more of an effort when vincent showed up but before anything could really happen, the heist took place and jackie died and now they'll never get the chance for that anymore :(

🥃 - rogue amendiares

as already mentioned in another ask, vincent nearly cried when he first met rogue WSHJGFDGDFHJ but that was mostly because he was so exhausted and scared and then rogue started asking difficult questions when he was already shaking like a leaf in the first place and he just ;-;

rogue wasn't sure what to think of vincent at first because he didn't look like a mercenary to her and she wasn't sure what to think of everything he had told her. however, she also grew to like him because of how seriously he took every gig he got from her and he was trying very hard to get on her good side. vincent mostly did that because he was intimidated by her and didn't want to piss her off, but he also just thought she was very cool and wanted to be friends even though it didn't seem very likely to him at first but they did end up becoming friends :]

when johnny was still in his head, vincent would also occasionally talk to him out loud- a habit he couldn't get rid of and while other people would mostly just let him do that or sometimes even shot him weird glances etc, rogue would often ask what johnny was saying and if he was being a cunt she would tell him to shut up <3

🎤 - kerry eurodyne

would you kill me if i told you i have NEVER met kerry in game. tell me will

i have done some reading and i Think. i Think. they would get along alright?? possibly?? vincent IS very enthusiastic about music and though not knowing a lot of things about it himself he would love to hear kerry tell stories and stuff. vincent is basically everyone's hype man at all times so it's very hard to dislike him SHGJFDGHD

i think they could definitely bond over like, having to deal with johnny and all that. sorry i'm being very vague here i don't know what this man is like i'm just saying words. i feel like their friendship would be like. kerry picked up a stray (vincent) from the streets and now they hang out sometimes. they go grocery shopping together. vincent occasionally gives kerry a cool rock he found

🦾 - johnny silverhand

THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGGGG these two bitches hate each other's guts so fucking much. god bless <3

basically johnny just saw vitali as a corpo cunt for most of the in-game events and never bothered to change his opinion until he realized that vincent was very much in love with the guy and then. well. he was still very >:^( about him but at least he wasn't calling him names at any given opportunity anymore

likewise, vitali just saw johnny as an intruder in vincent's body and treated him as an unwanted guest the entire time he was there. the fact that johnny was scaring vincent made vitali hate him SO much and he holds serious grudges so he's still very >:^( about it

nowadays, if they were to meet they would both be very :^| about it i think. johnny would most likely be scared to get his ass kicked by vitali which is. a reasonable fear. vitali wouldn't do it but he would be thinking about it constantly. i know this

at some point they do in fact meet in real life because of the whole "johnny being downloaded to vincent's phone and then getting a body" thing and vitali mostly just tries to stay away from him. johnny by then has grown to respect vitali but the feeling isn't all that mutual, vitali still doesn't trust him very much and just doesn't want to get involved in all that <3

#asks #mutuals #aartyom #ask:mikhail #ask:vincent #ask:vitali #oc asks #THANK YOU SM RENA ILYY #there's something so. ooogrhdghdr about mikhail and jackie i cannot explain it but it makes me feel so sad #and rogue actually taking vincent seriously and not questioning his little quirks is also something that can be so personal #also i tried very hard to read about kerry but the wiki uses so many difficult words and it's so much text i zoned out </3 #vitali and johnny will never stop being funny to me. he's just out there grilling burgers now and vitali wants to strangle him soo bad

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