Last Line Tag Game
Thanks for tagging me @teejaystumbles ! A really nice surprise!! :D
I am indeed contemplating writing two Dead Boy Detectives fic right now, but they're both in the very early 'being-outlined-in-my-head' stage, haha. They both revolve around post-s1 Edwin pining for Charles, one where Edwin takes matters into his own hands and one where he decides to have a chat with the Cat King about it. Not sure if they'll ever be written but they're intriguing!
But for the sake of the tag game, here's a lengthy bit from a Dreamling wip I've slowly been chipping away at for a few months!
A scene from Every Little Thing (Working Title)—
In which Morpheus is a figure drawing professor who has just been fired from a film production based on his comics, and Hob does part-time figure modeling and is determined befriend the aforementioned professor.
Morpheus picks his class schedules wisely— he runs two first year general figure drawing classes, at 8 a.m. and at noon on Mondays and Thursdays. He helps the uni’s live figure workshop club on Wednesdays and Fridays at 6 p.m., and meets his sister for lunch on Wednesdays. All other free time was dedicated for his industry work.
That wouldn’t be a concern anymore, would it.
By the time Morpheus unlocks the door to the studio, sets his bag down by his desk, and starts fiddling with the ceiling studio lights pointed at the model stand, all of Morpheus’ thoughts have reduced to pure spite. Fine, maybe the big studios don’t want him. They don’t deserve him, then, their loss. His portfolio and repertoire are infamous in the industry, they’ll be crawling back to him in no time. Too bad, maybe he would have started his own production studio and he’ll end up with the next ground-breaking animated film. Maybe—
Morpheus’ thoughts are interrupted by a knock at the door.
He shakes himself out of it, calling, “Come in.” A glance at his watch tells him it’s only 7:48, perhaps it’s an overeager student here early. It’s only the second week of the semester, they grab every opportunity to prove themselves with a spirited step that Morpheus might be slightly envious of.
“Hello, Morpheus Endeles?”
Hearing his full name startles Morpheus, and he turns from the lighting settings to the door. “Yes?”
The man who steps into view can only be described as radiant.
He can’t be much older than Morpheus, not much taller either but wider in the shoulders. His hair is cropped just above his shoulders and he sports a neatly kept beard. Morpheus registers this all first simply because of his profession but— he gets caught on the man’s brilliant smile and deep brown eyes. There’s something there that knocks all thoughts clear out of Morpheus’ head. The stranger smiles warmly, smiles like he already cares.
“I’m here to model for the morning and noon figure classes?” The man says.
Morpheus clears his throat and steps forward, “Yes, this is the right studio.” He extends a hand, “Robert Gadling, I presume?”
The man takes his hand— god, he’s so warm— and shakes it steadily, “Please, call me Hob! All my friends do.”
I'm a sucker for the 'Morpheus catalogues Hob's appearance during their first meeting' trope in most Dreamling human AU fics, I couldn't not do it too :]
Besides this, I've also got a Dreamling Velvet Goldmine-ish AU fic that I want to get done this summer. I'm a very slow and ruminative writer so let's see if I can commit to any of these fics now that I've posted about them lol!
No pressure tags! I have no idea who's been tagged recently so-- lol. @hardly-an-escape @valeriianz @moorishflower @amielot :)
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in the pre-teen / early teenage years of life. 12-14ish.
sonic started lending out his plane to tails after realizing how much of an affinity for mechanics and piloting the kid had, even though at the time it was sonic's only form of 'shelter'.
was an orphan. lived in an orphanage all his life. never knew his parents. eventually with how much he started hanging out with sonic he kinda just got pseudo-adopted by him and the rest of the team (knuckles, amy)
at some point he and sonic kinda just.. moved in together hdfjd he did have the work shop that was the place to crash at but eventually they built the treehouse that is kinda the official place of residence (tails has a habit of just living out of the workshop though)
very strong willed and independent on his own, but he does have his moments where he shuts down under the pressure.
he is also trans! he's been on puberty blockers for a couple years already but he's very close to starting T.
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Every day is a culture shock
Bro ive been on the internet for how long and I'm still in a perpetual state of culture shock?
I feel insane when I hear that people don't take family roles or family duty as seriously as I do.
My best friend loves to send me posts of People complaining about family and we both look like
Oh that's crazy! They're not even defending the family honor and reputation from outsiders????? Literally insane!! Even if you hate your family, you still have to defend them from outsiders. What's even going on?
To us it's like instinct. Even if your parents are straight up evil, you still have access to connections and favors by virtue of your last name. You have to defend the last name so you can keep using that. It's not a common idea? CRAZY! And what about your younger generations? You want to ruin it for them too?
Despite being females, we are both the firstborn son of our households. And then we go online and nobody knows wtf we're talking about
Wtf you mean you're the oldest and you're not at least the firstborn daughter? It comes with birth. You don't have any of those duties? Then what do you do?
Like obv were not robots. I have a lot of friends that didn't do some of their duties. Whether they disagreed or were lazy or just didn't want to, the word "duty" is always there. "That duty was stupid so I didn't do it". Fair. Your choice.
dude ok I know I'm aware other cultures exist and they're different. I didn't realize in practice its SO different. people look at me like I'm fucking insane bro!!!
I had a conversation with a girl and she's like "you're so lucky you have a great relationship with your dad!" And I was like "not all my siblings have this close relationship. I earned my right to stand as his equal by completing all my family duties (almost) perfectly"
Like I earned my right that when we argue I can say he's "being cringe". I earned my right to argue actually. I earned this by repeatedly demonstrating responsibility, maturity, and correct priorities.
Dude that girl said this sounds like child abuse and I was like dawg wtf are you talking about 💀 your parents don't let you earn standing? Do they even love you? (That was mainly ego. She insulted my family so I tried to as well).
I'm guilty of growing up in a mixed asian society. My best friend grew up also In a mixed Asian society but a different one. In mine, the largest groups were Chinese, Vietnamese, Thai and Korean followed by every other kind of Asian.
Her area's largest groups were japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese, Indian followed by every other kind of Asian.
So it's kinda different but close enough. She knows how to eat with her hands and I know how to eat with chopsticks. We all celebrate 2 kinds of lunar new year. One by the south asian lunar calendar and one by the east Asian lunar calendar (don't ask, I don't know why we have 2 lunar calendars. You would think there's only 1?)
Both our areas, aunties will scold you if they hear you talk disrespectfully to your parents. Both our areas people will look down on you for not knowing your home language. Both our areas, the elders expect proper acknowledgement.
There are differences too. In my area, those who disrespect you must be disrespected In return. It's an offense to your family that they think they are allowed to disrespect you. In her area, the disrespect will happen but not to the face. You have to show you're from a better family. Here you have to show you are aware of the bullshit and you won't let it slide. I think its a difference between acting on behalf of your family vs acting with permission from your family. That's my speculation.
When teachers at my school said "grades don't matter" we said "then don't grade us? Liar". When teachers at her school said that they said "we understand, thank you for telling us" and then told their parents and the parents filed a report against the teachers for intentional misleading and sabotage.
The levels or respect and politeness and what kinds of actions imply what about your family were a culture shock to me. When I visit her, I have to adjust to be a lot more mellow and polite than I have to show here. Here, the elders accept any proper acknowledgement like "hi grandma" is fine. Even "hello" or a wave is fine. There, elders expect you to acknowledge them according to their culture. I personally fuck this up so bad because I don't even know who they are so i just copy what my friend is doing. And then I get the relation wrong and then they stare at me. Sometimes I'm lucky.
Over here, we don't really know too many people. It's not as social. Where she lives, everyone knows everyone.
I don't know how to describe this melding aside from just generally "asian" .
I log on to the internet and there's no shared culture except for speaking English 🤣 HAH.
It's like the difference between going to a swimming pool vs a jacuzzi
Vs jumping into a pile of leaves
Previously the common factor was water. Now the common factor is that it's matter.
I'm being so deadass I feel like me and some fictional characters from cultivation novels have more in common
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It should be illegal for people to come to my house before noon. My aunt, her bf and daughter are in the other room visiting my grandma and that's cool and all but. They came here around 10-11. I woke up at a similar time because it's a Sunday and I wanna have some more sleep. And now I'm stuck in my room cause I don't feel comfortable being seen in my pajama by anyone outside of my household. And this fucks up my morning routine because I can't start doing anything, studying in today's case, before I eat breakfast and gave a coffee, I can't have breakfast before I change clothes, and I can't change clothes because of the guests. I also can't make my bed because I don't like being outside of bed in my pajama, I generally don't like being in my pajama if I'm not asleep. So I have to be in bed and that means the only thing I have to do is scroll social media. I wanna get up sooo bad I wanna eat something and just start existing but. There's guests. They've been here for about almost two hours. Hell on earth
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