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thespianinthebackcorner · 5 months

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Thespian's Masterpost!

hi! Thought I should make this since it's pretty essential to most blogs.

I'm Thespian, although I go by Mirika on other parts of the internet. I'm an Ao3 author, writing for Genshin Impact, and occasionally dabbles in crossovers with other fandoms with my friend Zhelday there. I live in Australia, so if I take a few hours longer than usual to respond, that'll be why. If I complain about the god-awful heat in December, that's also why.

On here I post about three things: Fandoms, Writing, and occasionally Personal. Okay I used to try and mark my posts with specialised tags but uh I've realised that I cannot remember for the life of me to do that so... sorry. A note, some of my writing posts will include mentions of whump, therefore including subjects of torture, manipulation, and overall pain. If I do talk about my original story, there will also be mentions of dysphoria.

I'm an aspiring Voice Actor and also have a YouTube channel where I make edits! It's quite dry now but I'll have MVs and other things on there later- I'm currently working on a few different videos.

I also have a discord, backcornerwriter. It's a little bland,and I don't have notifs on for it, so sorry in advance. :)

posts I'm pinning for both you guys and my personal reference:

My ongoing conversation with an Ao3 author

Alternate ideas to catboy AUs

Albedo AU I don't have the time for but would love to see if someone else would like to

Side dialogue from my life

My fandoms:

Genshin Impact (my main and what I talk about most!)

Sanders Sides

Splatoon, its manga included

The Amazing Digital Circus (although you won't see much of this until closer to release.)

Symbiosis/Silver Thread (thanks to my good friend @monards)

Hazbin Hotel

Death Palette (if anyone ever wants to hear me)

Cookie Run Kingdom (though I haven't played in a while)

Ghost and Pals/Qualia Automata

ENA

Monster High

Ever After High

Splatoon

The first three Skylanders games

I dabble in Tintin and Star Wars thanks to Zhelday so if I mention Zhel I'll be mentioning them too

My Romantic Ships

Albaether- Albedo/Aether, Genshin Impact

Rhinealice- Rhinedottir/Alice, Genshin Impact

Sucredo- Sucrose/Nigredo (Subject Two), Genshin Impact

Albeula- Albedo/Eula, Genshin Impact (not as much as Albaether but I like the dynamic)

Albemona- Albedo/Mona, Genshin Impact (same as above, I just don't mind the dynamic)

Agent 96- Captain 3/Agent 4/Agent 8, Splatoon

Dove/Magnolia, Symbiosis

Alice/White Lily, Silver Thread

Luminoelle- Lumine/Noelle, Genshin Impact

Lumiya- Lumine/Yoimiya, Genshin Impact

Lumina- Lumine/Furina, Genshin Impact

Kazutomozou- Kazuha/Tomo/Heizou, Genshin Impact

Esclair- Espresso/Eclair, Cookie Run Kingdom (sue me it's cute and has the same dynamic as Albether)

Loceit- Logan/Janus, Sanders Sides

Tintin/Chang, Tintin

Gloves/Half-Rim, Splatoon (I genuinely don't know if this is a thing but the concept draws me)

Charon & Norman, Ghost and Pals

Chris. P/Maika (whatever the girl from Happy Days' name is.), Ghost and Pals

I do ship more, but these are the main ones that I'll write and talk about!!

My Platonic Ships (Family Dynamics mostly)

Alicia & Beaford- Silver Thread

Magnolia & Mint- Symbiosis

Aether & Lumine- Genshin Impact

Matsuro and the Painter- Death Palette

Albedo & Klee- Genshin Impact

Agents 3, 4, 8 & New 3- Splatoon

JENA & Moony- ENA

Jax & Gangle & Kinger- TADC

Callie & Marie- Splatoon

Tamari & Mariyam- Qualia Automata

Arc & Say- Ghost and Pals

there are probably more but I can't remember them rn (æ)

Things you Don't Talk About Around Me

Disney (I have no respect after they ripped off Ever After High and killed it)

Politics (sue me but its boring and I'm not here for reality)

AI (just. No. I'm a writer.)

Not really sure what else to add- I am a minor, so please be careful how you treat me. I will not tolerate disrespect or just general bad treatment. That also means you can't commission me for stories or oneshots just yet, but if you do put in an ask that gives me inspiration you will get yourself a oneshot. I just can't be paid yet.

I do sometimes write fanfics on this site, but not often as I'm not good at tagging them and I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable.

The ask box is open, please come in and talk if you like!

Thank you for getting this far, sorry for the lack of graphics, and have fun!

#masterpost #About OP

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pulchrasilva · 2 years

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🥰 fave fic you’ve written?

🌍fave type of au to write?

📒any fics planned?

🥰 fave fic you’ve written?

Choosing favourites is always hard but I do really love thus wander travellers in the woods by night because it was basically an opportunity for me to go ultra nerd mode. I needed a jumping off point to fill out the character of Hecate (from a book series in The Owl House) and build a bit of a plot for her, so I just devoured the whole Wikipedia page on the Greek Goddess Hecate and then spewed what I learned onto the page to end up with something I'm really proud of

🌍fave type of au to write?

I don't write aus very often to be honest. The ones I have ideas for the most are usually fantasy or something in that vicinity but I haven't actually written many of them. Not sure if it counts but I quite like writing canon divergence. Usually the kind of canon divergence where technically the events of X episode must have happened because it's referenced in the fic, but I'm ignoring the part at the end where everything changes so the fic doesn't make sense any more.

📒any fics planned?

'Planned' is a bit of a strong word, it's more 'daydreamed about endlessly with no real plot' BUT I do have an idea for a Sanders Sides fic based on this song. The basic idea pretty much follows the plot of the song honestly. Thomas wakes up in the middle of nowhere with no idea how he got there, and all he has is a key in his pocket. So he begins a journey to find out what happened, find the door that the key belongs to, and hopefully escape. He meets all the different sides, and they're all divine beings just sorta doing their thing. The song has lots of references to different ancient religions so (ultra nerd mode again) I want to give the sides roles based on different gods and goddesses. I don't have it all figured out but I'm thinking that Virgil is Charon (the Greek ferryman who takes the souls of the dead across the River Styx), Janus is Hel (the Norse goddess of the dead who don't die in battle. Half of her face is that of a beautiful woman and the other half is that of a corpse), Roman is Baldr (a Norse god who was so beautiful that everything in the world promised to never do him harm - except for mistletoe) and Remus is Loki (who used mistletoe to kill Baldr, and then actively made sure he stayed dead just for shits and giggles). I want someone to be Anubis, maybe Logan, because Anubis is referenced in the song but I'm uhh a bit rusty on my Egyptian mythology so I'm not sure if that actually makes any sense.

(Questions from the fanfic writer ask game)

#i have been dying to talk about this fic for a long time if you can't tell lol #thanks for the ask :D #ask game #fanfiction

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sidespromptblog · 4 years

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Snowden: Part 3

Part 1, Part 2

Warnings: Mentions of freezing to death, general recklessness, Logan angst, and Deceit angst.

Summary: Virgil was supposed to be relaxing. This vacation wasn’t becoming very relaxing…

Word Count: 2535

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The entire cabin was dead quite.

From the side of the couch Virgil watched Deceit’s still unmoving body like a bloodhound that refused to move from its post, he had been there for hours, and honestly, he wasn’t planning on moving anytime soon if he had anything to say about it. He watched the rise and fall of Deceit’s chest, hardly even daring to blink as if that would erase that one sign of life completely out of existence forever.

Remus, roughly had the same idea. As he sat there at the end of the couch that the dishonest side was sprawled out on under what must have been a hundred blankets, coats, and even scarves. He had Deceit’s feet on his lap, his hands securely curled around them as if letting them go for even a second would mean certain death for the other side. He had stopped crying, but the messy stains of his eyeshadow were a reminder of just how desperate he had been the moment that he had seen Deceit’s lifeless body cradled in Virgil’s arms, a reminder of just how close they had both come. It was a startling similarity that both he and Remus shared.

They had both come close to losing someone that they had taken for granted.

“He never stopped hoping you know,” Remus’ raspy voice broke the silence with nothing more than a whisper. Swallowing roughly, he gingerly patted one of Deceit’s sock covered feet. “He always hoped that you’d be happy with the others, and even if you weren’t… he.. he hoped that you knew you could come back despite how things had ended. You know how he is.”

Virgil did, and yet he didn’t all at the same time.

When he had ducked out, the voice in his head had told him rather scornfully that he would never be welcome among the dark sides again. The night that he had left had been the end in his mind, he had said things, Deceit had said things, and Remus… well Remus always said things. To him, he had always thought that they would turn him away, or laugh in his face if he were to tell them about what had happened with Patton and the others. It had never crossed his mind that Deceit would ever welcome him back, let alone with open arms.

So when the dishonest side revealed himself after taking Patton’s form, he had…

He had assumed the worst.

Guilt swirled inside of Virgil just like the snowstorm outside, “I…” The words felt like lead on his tongue, “I’m sorry.” He began, just to immediately be stopped.

“Are you?” Remus sharply asked, the facade of crude words and humor gone as those haunted eyes started into Virgil, as if he were nothing more than a crystal ball. “You don’t act it. You hiss at him, you call us the bad guys, and don’t think I didn’t hear about how you told Thomas that you were ‘one of us’ at one point. Like were some dirty things at the bottom of your shoe. We hear it all Virgil!” He snarled, his grip tightening around Deceit’s foot, “So what is it?! Are you sorry for how you’ve treated us, or are you sorry about being associated with us?! Because sometimes it’s really hard to tell! Are you or are you not ashamed of us?!”

Remus’ rage reminded him of Charon, the dark unfathomable look in his eyes, the curl of his upper lip right before he started shouting, and… the way that his body seemed to fold over Deceit’s almost protectively.

It wasn’t hard to tell just who Remus hung out with after Virgil was no longer in the picture.

It made something in his stomach sour at the mere thought of it.

“We want to be accepted Virgil, just like you were. Is that really so hard to believe that we don’t have something nefarious planned?” Remus’ voice sounded wet, as all of the anger flooded out of him leaving the creative side to desperately look back at Virgil with something close to tears. “Why is it that you only want this too for yourself, and nobody else? Are you that hypocritical?”

That stung.

Remus stopped talking, his eyes boring into Virgil’s clearly waiting for some kind of answer. An answer that would solve all of this, solve the years of neglect, abandonment, and years of ignorance from Virgil’s side of the equation. And with it all…

With all of the excuses that he could use, turning the blame onto someone else, or just ignoring the question…

Virgil didn’t have an answer.

“I don’t…” Terror filled his stomach at the realization, he didn’t… he didn’t know why. He didn’t know why he had ignored Deceit and Remus all of these years. He didn’t know why he wouldn’t allow them to step into the light. Deceit in his own way was self-preservation as Patton had said, and Remus… well Remus was a part of creativity just like Logan had told him. “I don’t know…” Virgil whispered, that same panic he had felt before clawing at his insides. “I wasn’t sure what I felt, or what I was thinking. I was just.. I just felt like I needed to stop you two. There wasn’t any rhyme or reason I just felt…”

“Scared.” Everything came to a screeching halt at that one word, at that one little word that so perfectly summed everything up for him. “You were scared, Virgil.” Remus sighed, and what little energy he’d had left seemed to drain right out of him. He looked tired, the deep-set circles under his eyes still there just hidden by layers of eyeshadow and foundation. Virgil knew that he didn’t look much better all things considered. “I don’t know why,” Remus began, his thumbs rubbing the soles of Deceit’s feet as if the motion was to calm himself and nobody else. “It’s not like we would have hurt you, we’re not monsters...”

Virgil rather pointedly decided this was not the right time to bring up that Charon had punched, rather solidly, in the stomach.

“You need to talk to us Virgil,” Remus grimaced for a second, “And I know that I’m sounding too much like Deceit or fuck forbid Logan, but… he’s right sometimes. If you’re that scared, and your anxiety is fucking with you that badly… then please talk to someone. It doesn’t even have to be us, just someone, you can’t keep it to yourself all the time. You’re not meant to.”

He was right, of course, he was right. He hadn’t known what else to do when the thoughts of Deceit, Remus, or even Charon hurting him had come into his head. He hadn’t known what to even say the mere idea of ducking out seemed much easier than just talking to them instead of running away. But there was one thing that he did know, right here and now.

A dry puff of a laugh escaped Virgil, with only just a touch of humor behind it. “You do sound like Logan.”

And just like that, a good-natured groan answered him, and Remus threw his head back against the back of the couch.

“Now you’re really killing me,” He grinned sharply, “Go for a slower death next time okay Stormcloud? I don’t think I can take death by Logan, he’s far too scary.”

At that Virgil had to snort, if there was one thing that they could agree upon it was very much that. And Remus had yet to even hear Logan give one of his “falsehood” shouts, that made his ears ring just about every time he heard them no matter where Logan was, be it in his bedroom or downstairs with everyone else.

For just a moment their conversation gradually lulled itself into silence, with nothing but the flickering of the fireplace to fill that void as their attention gradually shifted back over to Deceit. His chest rose and fell as it had been doing for the past few hours, although his expression remained as dead as it had been from the moment that Virgil had carried him into the cabin. His lips were no longer blue, so there was at least that to note. He wasn’t dead, he wasn’t going to die, Deceit would be alright.

As soon as he woke up at least.

“Remus?” Virgil softly asked, his voice nothing more than a whisper as if anything an octave higher would wake the dishonest side up. “What are we going to do when he wakes up? Like… what should we do? Charon said…” And just like that he bit his lip as Remus’ attention snapped over to him at the mention of the usually slumbering side, “He said that Deceit willingly stayed outside, to you know… die.”

Would Deceit even want to see him? Would he scowl at him? Would he ignore him? Would he… would he try again? Would he wait until all of them were asleep, and venture out in the dead of night when he knew that nobody would stop him and sit there until he no longer had a pulse and faded aw-

“Stop.” Remus’ voice stopped him dead, his head fastened around Deceit’s feet even tighter now as if that would ensure that Virgil wouldn’t notice that his entire body was shaking. Whether it was with rage, fear, or sorrow Virgil didn’t know. “When he wakes up… You apologize. You apologize and you mean it, do you understand. Don’t apologize like you did to me, apologize like.. like…” The creative side gulped, his watery eyes staring down at Deceit as if that was the only thing left to do. “After that… we’ll see. We’ll watch him, and… and we’ll make sure that he’s okay. That’s the only thing that matters.”

And just like that Virgil was bobbing his head in agreement.

They would watch, and they would protect him. Virgil would protect him, just like he did with Thomas, and just like he did with all of the other sides. He wouldn’t allow Deceit to be forgotten anymore, and he wouldn’t let him be alone in cold any longer.

He was the protector, and it was time he started protecting everybody.

Virgil gave another nod, “Okay,” He firmly said, something like resolve taking the place that fear once had. And without even thinking, he scooted closer to the couch and slid his hand under the piles of blankets until he found Deceit’s hand.

Clasping it tight as he could, Virgil held on and hoped that his little warmth would be enough to help Deceit wake up.

From the end of the hallway out of the two sides’ line of sight, Logan stood his arms crossed in front of his chest as he watched the lull in the conversation between the creative side and Virgil, as the anxious side laid his head next to Deceit’s shoulder gradually nodding off.

He wasn’t alone in his watching.

Next to him stood the tall side with the bright orange bowtie and cracked glasses, casually resting his shoulder against the logical side’s as if it were no problem at all. This certainly wasn’t the first time that the other side had made himself known to just Logan, leaving the other light sides none the wiser of his presence. Even to this day, Logan wasn’t entirely certain as to why that was, perhaps it was just that Logan was aware of all of them just as Deceit was. Or maybe it was that, for some reason, the bowtie clad side actually liked him as strange as that was. He didn’t understand it, but then again…

Maybe he wasn’t meant to.

Logic and Recklessness did go hand in hand, in a strange sort of way.

After all, how else was science supposed to get done?

“Thank you,” He finally said, shifting his gaze to Charon, who remained staring ahead at the three sides resting on the couch. “For warning Virgil. I know that you aren’t strong enough to do a lot of things outside the mindspace, so doing… that was hard on your current form. But… thank you.”

At this Charon finally turned to him, almost seeming to reward him with a sharp-toothed grin as he bumped his shoulder against the logical side’s.

“Of course dear,” The orange side practically purred, a layer of suaveness covering the emotions that he truly felt about the thanks coming from the logical side. “If Deceit were to die, then I’d have to wake up for good, and well… that’s no fun at all.”

And just like that, a pair of fingers walked along Logan’s arm and up to his shoulders, until the fingers could finally grasp the logical side’s face, turning it to face Charon’s.

He looked dead serious, no grin in sight.

“Don’t you try anything like that dear, I’ve seen their actions, I’ve heard Virgil’s words toward you when Remus revealed himself.” Charon gently wiggled his grip on Logan’s face, making a lock of Logan’s hair fall in front of his face. “I’ve heard your thoughts, dear. And that just won’t do for you.”

A feeling similar to shame coiled in Logan’s belly, but it was gone by the time that Charon’s thumb swept over the logical side’s cheek gathering the attention back on him.

He moved closer ensuring that Logan’s eyes had nowhere else to look but him. “I mean it,” He softly uttered, “I don’t want to come and replace you, they all need you. And I… I would rather not have to your thoughts becoming a reality. Understand?”

Something soft curled on Logan’s tongue, something not too far from the feeling of flower petals against his fingertips or even like the taste of having a favorite dessert after a long long time of not being able to eat it. Logically he knew what it was, and he knew what the feeling was after months of researching after the first time that Charon had himself known to Logan.

It was the pure undeniable fact that someone cared about him.

It tasted beautiful.

Swallowing thickly, Logan licked his lips. “Of course,” He began, a tiny hint of a smile crawling on his lips. “I’ll be sure to knock over a beaker if I’m ever in the mood for your company… Charon.”

There was a hint of a smirk, a flash of teeth, and brown eyes hidden behind broken glasses and the reckless side was gone. Most likely back to Thomas’ mind to continue his slumber under Logan wanted to see him next, or when one of them did something stupid again. Which… all things considered, wasn’t too far off into the future if Thomas’ life and his troubles were anything to worry about.

Logan would see him again, especially considering that he was already starting to miss the empty space where the other side had just stood.

“Logan! Can you help me in the kitchen!” Patton’s voice called out, snapping him from the rather melancholy daze. “I want to make Deceit some soup!”

And just like that Logan was off, hurrying to the kitchen before Patton could burn himself on the stove.

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ask-the-aspects · 2 years

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Hey there! It’s @graysidesaregaysides !

Got a question for Charie!

What’s your favorite type of cookie?

-Jammie

Charon: Oh, don't worry about it, I honestly like the nickname.

Charon: As for your question, I'd say my favorite are our mom's homemade sugar cookies. She's had a side business selling them for pretty much our entire life, and she makes them for pretty much every event. I don't think anything could compare with those cookies.

#ask blog #fander sides #fanders sides #my sides #sanders sides #charon

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caffeinated-cryptid · 4 years

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el; angst ;^; || us; hey awesome person, wanna see,,, some more angst :3

FGFHJD it really be like that.

anyway i’ve been putting all of the roman angst songs onto a spotify playlist so you guys can listen and experience what i’ve been going through. 😌 suffer with me.

#asks #roman sanders #roman angst #you've accepted charon's obol now join me in the underworld #roman angst playlist

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doctormono · 4 years

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It was easier when I was a kid. Maybe because I didn’t understand what I was seeing. Everybody had numbers over their head, counting down to zero. It wasn’t until I was around nine years old that I understood it was counting down to each person’s time of death, or Life Counter as my video game addled internal monologue got used to calling them. Most people had years, decades even on their life counter. When I was twelve, I realized my mother’s life counter only had a couple years left, so I spent every day I could with her and visibly watched my efforts add a few more years to her life before cancer finally took her. But our relationship had delighted her enough to make those last few years fill her with pride and ease. I could not have asked for more. When I was young, I wondered if there was a religious connection. My Presbyterian upbringing had no words for what I saw, so I began to discard that idea out of hand. I understood the Life Counter’s connection to decisions and well-being by the time I was eighteen. We were having a graduation party and Tommy Sanders was drinking way too much. As I watched, his counter dropped from four decades, to twenty minutes in less than an hour. I tried to keep him at the party and sometimes, my arguments would cause his Life Counter to pause while he considered my words. But his drunkenness won the battle and he tried to drive home. He wrapped his car around a telephone pole less than a mile away from the party. When I got there, I held his hand as he died. I watched his Life Counter drop to its final few digits and spoke soothing words to ease him along. In the reflection of the passenger side window, I saw a year add to my own Life Counter. Then I understood. It was game balancing. This wasn’t an ability given from a divine presence, this was a dev team working the kinks out of their game. From that point on, I took Life Counters more seriously. I went to school for nursing and dedicated my life to helping others deal with their counters running out. I even specialized in oncology nursing and found a position at a local hospital ward that specialized in palliative care. Sometimes, I was able to help my patients to make good decisions and add months or even years to their counters. But more often than not, I was simply an ear or shoulder to help them in the hardest of times. People talk about the clinical side of our vocation- that we can separate ourselves from our patients and stay professional. That’s bullshit. I fell in love with each and every one of my patients, especially near the end when all pretense was gone and many just wanted someone to know who they really were. I had my favorites- a little boy named Juan that I was able to help gain years on his prognosis by delighting him with my boyfriend’s Star Wars costume group appearances, or Andrea who reminded me so much of my mother and hearing her stories added a week and a half to her Life Counter. But most importantly, was Sister Margaret. Margaret, or Maggie to her friends, was in her nineties. She’d come under doctor’s instruction with expectation of end of life care, but here was a 93-year-old nun with 34 years left on her Life Counter. I wanted to ask how that was even possible, but I knew the moment I first brought a meal to her room, that she could see Life Counters too. I didn’t speak of it at all. I avoided being alone with her as long as possible until I had to help her with adjusting her IV tube. “You’re not immortal, you know,” she said as if we were in the middle of a conversation. I’d thought she had been sleeping. “I’m sorry?” “You’re not immortal. Sure, you have a heads up onto how long you have left, but that number goes both ways, Child.” I sat on the edge of her bed and looked deep into her eyes. “Nancy,” I said with a tap on my nametag. “But I’ve been sick before, and it never seemed to affect my Life Counter.” “Is that what you call it?” She laughed a bit and placed one of her hands on mine. It felt cold, and I cupped it in both of mine to keep it warm. “I always called it the Clock.” Without realizing it, both of our Life Counters rose. We went on to discuss how it worked, and what it implied. She had found a place for her in the Church as she studied what the Clock meant. She’d been convinced that we were something akin to Grim Reapers, Ankou, or even something like Mot or Charon. I understood about half of it. In turn, I explained my video game theory and she agreed that giving us a benefit could just be “Game Balancing” but she emphasized that we could make the same bad decisions as the departing and lose years on our counters in the blink of an eye. She was right, of course. Later that week, after a twenty-hour shift, I’d just put on my coat and pulled out my keys for the thirty-minute drive home when I passed by Maggie’s door and heard her shriek from within. “NANCY!” I stopped and ran into her room. She was staring above my head. “Twenty-five minutes.” I looked in a mirror, the bags under my eyes had bags. But over my head, my Life Counter read “00:00:00:00:24:48” I stepped back and almost fell onto her bed. “You won’t be driving home tonight,” she said gesturing at the couch in her room. “You won’t make it.” I agreed. But when I woke, I found that Maggie had left in the night. It was a long time later that I truly understood. She’d only agreed to accept her doctor’s request because she would be needed. For me. Balancing. The Dev Team was on their game. With all that had come in recent months, I couldn’t stay at the oncology ward upstate much longer. I took a leave of absence long before Covid-19 hit our shores to help out at NYU Medical Center in the heart of the city. Somehow, I knew it was coming. It wasn’t a side quest; this was the main storyline mission. But a month into the outbreak in NYC, and I didn’t feel like I was helping enough. My counter hadn’t risen in weeks, and worse of all the bodies were beginning to pile up. We’d needed to order a refrigerated trailer just to house what we couldn’t fit in our overflowing morgue. It was Friday. I left the room we kept a seven-year-old boy named Tyler in. He was positive for corona virus and not responding well to treatment. His counter said he had just over two days. He was still coherent but in isolation, and could barely breathe with the ventilator. But worst of all, his parents were not allowed in the hospital. We skyped them daily, but ultimately this child was dying alone, surrounded by anonymous doctors and nurses with masks and gloves, without understanding why. Nothing I’d tried had helped in the least. It was all I could do to keep the tears at bay. I still had more patients to visit on my rounds, including a new tenant two rooms down. I changed my gloves and mask before checking on them. It was Maggie. But My elation was short lived as I realized her counter had only four days left. “Maggie?” Her eyes eased open and took a while to focus on me before she feebly said “Nancy?” “Maggie,” I began exasperated. “You should still have another twenty-five years or so. What happened?” Maggie huffed as she struggled to find words without her ventilator. “It’s worse, Nancy… Worse than polio. I had to open our doors. Help who I could. The Clock be damned.” I explained what had happened here at NYU. I talked about my patients, how I didn’t seem to be helping. I cried about Tyler. I could feel how cold Maggie’s hand was through my glove. “It’s not about their Clocks anymore, Nancy. It’s…not even about.. yours. The Final Boss. It takes a risk to beat. And some risks, we don’t beat.” I understood. When I left her room that night, I took off my gloves and mask. I sat by Tyler’s bed and I held his small hand against my cheek until he woke. “Hi there,” I began. “I’m your nurse, Nancy. And I’m going to stay here with you.” Tears followed well-worn tracks on his cheeks as he smiled weakly. “But you’ll run out of time.” “I don’t care,” I admitted through the well of tears. And I didn’t. My Life Counter would reach zero sooner than I’d expected, but in the end, it gave him more time on his.

#fiction #my writing #covıd19 #scifi story

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yaboy-robin · 5 years

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Full Name: Charon Pagano

Species: Soul Collector (formerly human)

Gender: Male [he/him/his]

Age: unknown

Birthdate: November 8th

Sexuality: Demiromantic Asexual

Height: 5ft 5 in

Myer Briggs: ISFP

Voice Claim: Virgil "Anxiety" Sanders from Sanders Sides

Related Characters: Espi; Derek, Andrea, Dedra; The Soul Collector (link to ref when it's done)

Charon was born on the streets, taken care of by drifters until they deemed they needed to drift in a different direction from a child. They weren't his parents. They didn't have responsibility towards him. No, Charon had no one to take care of him but himself. And that was fine.

He scrounged up what he could, used what others didn't need, and started getting getting minimum wage jobs as soon as people would hire him. He was hired on as simple things. But, with no formal education, he didn't have much of a chance for anything else.

Until he started overhearing dark secrets. Secrets that people wanted other people dead. And, well, they'd pay for it. Charon had two choices: turn these secret holders in and probably get hit himself for being a rat. Or get the job done.

He became a psuedo-hit man. Getting paid to kill others. It got him what he needed. He never liked that he did it, but it was what life handed him. It was fine, for a bit.

But police figured out what he was. And he was the subject of a man hunt across the united states as he fled. He was shot in a confrontation and crawled to an alley to die. He was born there, he would die there.

Death approached this dying man and felt pity for his soul. He could hear Hell calling for this man but.... Charon had been dealt a bad hand. Most people who were dealt a bad hand like this were negotiated away to purgatory- or they were condemed to hell. And Death usually didn't care. But Charon reminded him so much of another.....

Death squirreled Charon a once-in-a-blue-moon deal he couldn't refuse. He'd become a soul collector. One who would be tasked with collecting souls that Death missed and became ghosts. It was true what they said, no one could be everywhere at once. He had to collect the souls of ones who were harmful to mortals. But the ones who were minding their own buisness? Up to him as to what to do with them.

Charon accepted.

Death introduced himself as Derek, a being capable of splitting his soul off into multiple bodies so he could do his job. Derek and Charon became close as Derek taught the new soul collector the ropes. Charon felt Derek understood him, and was the closest thing that Charon had towards being a friend. Even more....

But it all came crashing down one morning. Andrea, a vampiric former guardian of Death when Death was still a new, fragil soul, came to Charon in tears. The higher ups could not find Death or his soul anywhere. And when they looked..... They found the world had created a new Death. A young girl who said her name was Dedra.

Derek was gone, as good as dead. Charon now forces himself to focus on the task he has been given. Pick up the slack from the new Death and gather souls as best he can. He just tells himself that when he's paid back his debt... He'll look for Derek's soul himself. The higher ups had to have missed something. Overlooked a small detail- something. Derek couldn't be gone.

ABOUT THE SOUL IN A JAR:

Watson was gifted to Charon when Derek was still around. This soul seems to be trapped in a magic jar that makes the heavenly powers unable to detect the soul or judge it properly, and therefore was left until it could be judged. The jar cannot be opened, no matter how hard anyone tries. It can't be broken either. It seems invincible. Derek wanted Charon to "take care" of Watson, as he didn't have time to watch over the soul anymore.

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Mass Effect Movie Ideas that are Better than Needlessly Doing the Trilogy

David Anderson’s early service history (ft. Kahlee Sanders, some of the plot from the Karpyshyn novels).

A storyline focused on people living on the Citadel, totally removed from the Normandy.

A storyline focused on people living on Omega, totally removed from the Normandy.

Discovery of Prothean relics on Mars, Grissom’s trip through the Charon Relay, First Contact War.

#to conclude: keep the movie away from commander shepard and the normandy

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2017 Fantasy Football Cheat Sheet (updated)

8 Aaron Rodgers (GB)

9 Tom Brady (NE)

5 Drew Brees (NO)

5 Matt Ryan (ATL)

11 Cam Newton (CAR)

11 Andrew Luck (IND-INJ 1)

9 Ben Roethlisberger (PIT)

9 Phillip Rivers (LAC)

8 Marcus Mariota (TEN)

10 Derek Carr (OAK-INJ)

7 Matt Stafford (DET)

5 Kirk Cousins (WAS)

10 Jameis Winston (TB)

6 Russell Wilson (SEA)

10 Carson Wentz (PHI)

8 Carson Palmer (ARZ)

6 Dak Prescott (DAL)

6 Andy Dalton (CIN)

8 Eli Manning (NYG)

6 Tyrod Taylor (BUF)

11 Jay Cutler (MIA)

9 Sam Bradford (MIN)

10 Alex Smith (KC)

5 Trevor Siemian (DEN)

10 Joe Flacco (BAL-INJ)

11 Brian Hoyer (SF)

8 Jared Goff (LAR)

9 Mike Glennon (CHI)

7 Tom Savage (HOU)

8 Blake Bortles (JAX)

9 Deshone Kizer (CLE)

11 Josh McCown (NYJ)

8 Chad Henne (JAX)

11 Matt Moore (MIA)

9 Cody Kessler (CLE)

7 Deshaun Watson (HOU)

8 David Johnson (ARZ)

9 Le’Veon Bell (PIT-HOLDOUT)

6 LeSean McCoy (BUF)

9 Melvin Gordon (LAC)

5 Devonta Freeman (ATL) HANDCUFF

9 Jordan Howard (CHI)

8 DeMarco Murray (TEN-INJ) HANDCUFF

7 Lamar Miller (HOU)

11 Jay Ajayi (MIA-INJ)

6 Ezekiel Elliott (DAL-SUS 6)

9 Dalvin Cook (MIN) HANDCUFF

8 Todd Gurley (LAR)

9 Isaiah Crowell (CLE)

10 Kareem Hunt (KC)

8 Leonard Fournette (JAX)

10 Marshawn Lynch (OAK)

11 Frank Gore (IND)

11 Carlos Hyde (SF)

10 Doug Martin (TB-SUS 2) HANDCUFF

11 Christian McCaffrey (CAR)

6 Thomas Rawls (SEA) HANDCUFF

5 Tevin Coleman (ATL) HANDCUFF

5 Rob Kelley (WAS) HANDCUFF

11 Bilal Powell (NYJ) HANDCUFF

11 Matt Forte (NYJ) HANDCUFF

10 Terrance West (BAL)

5 C.J. Anderson (DEN) HANDCUFF

10 Danny Woodhead (BAL)

6 Eddie Lacy (SEA) HANDCUFF

8 Paul Perkins (NYG)

9 Rex Burkhead (NE) HANDCUFF

11 Jonathan Stewart (CAR)

10 Darren Sproles (PHI)

10 LeGarrette Blount (PHI)

8 Derrick Henry (TEN) HANDCUFF

6 Giovani Bernard (CIN-INJ 2?) HANDCUFF

8 Ty Montgomery (GB) HANDCUFF

5 Adrian Peterson (NO) HANDCUFF

5 Mark Ingram (NO) HANDCUFF

6 Joe Mixon (CIN) HANDCUFF

6 Jeremy Hill (CIN) HANDCUFF

6 Darren McFadden (DAL) HANDCUFF

7 Ameer Abudllah (DET)

5 Alvin Kamara (NO)

5 Jamaal Charles (DEN) HANDCUFF

7 Theo Reddick (DET)

8 Shane Vereen (NYG)

9 Duke Johnson (CLE)

9 Latavius Murray (MIN) HANDCUFF

10 Wendell Smallwood (PHI)

8 Jamaal Williams (GB) HANDCUFF

9 Mike Gillislee (NE) HANDCUFF

10 Jacquizz Rodgers (TB) HANDCUFF

11 Robert Turbin (IND)

10 Charles Sims (TB)

9 James White (NE) HANDCUFF

9 Dion Lewis (NE)

6 Alfred Morris (DAL) HANDCUFF

11 Marlon Mack (IND)

11 Tim Hightower (SF)

11 Matt Breida (SF)

11 Joe Williams (SF)

6 C.J. Prosise (SEA)

6 Chris Carson (SEA)

9 Branden Oliver (LAC)

7 Zach Zenner (DET)

5 Samaje Perine (WAS) HANDCUFF

5 Chris Thompson (WAS)

9 Tarik Cohen (CHI)

10 Charcandrick West (KC)

9 Antonio Brown (PIT)

5 Julio Jones (ATL)

8 Jordy Nelson (GB)

10 Mike Evans (TB)

8 Odell Beckham, Jr. (NYG-INJ)

11 T.Y. Hilton (IND)

5 Michael Thomas (NO)

6 A.J. Green (CIN)

9 Brandin Cooks (NE)

6 Dez Bryant (DAL)

11 Jarvis Landry (MIA)

8 Davante Adams (GB)

6 Doug Baldwin (SEA)

10 Amari Cooper (OAK)

5 Emmanuel Sanders (DEN)

10 Tyreek Hill (KC)

9 Chris Hogan (NE)

11 Kelvin Benjamin (CAR)

9 Stefon Diggs (MIN)

7 DeAndre Hopkins (HOU)

8 Allen Robinson (JAX)

11 DeVante Parker (MIA)

10 Michael Crabtree (OAK)

8 Larry Fitzgerald (ARZ)

5 Demaryius Thomas (DEN)

10 DeSean Jackson (TB)

7 Golden Tate (DET)

5 Terrelle Pryor (WAS)

5 Jamison Crowder (WAS)

8 Sammy Watkins (LAR)

10 Alshon Jeffrey (PHI)

6 Jordan Matthews (BUF)

9 Keenan Allen (LAC)

8 Eric Decker (TEN)

8 Sterling Shepard (NYG)

9 Martavis Bryant (PIT)

11 Donte Moncrief (IND)

8 John Brown (ARZ)

7 Marvin Jones (DET)

8 Rishard Matthews (TEN)

10 Jeremy Maclin (BAL)

8 Randall Cobb (GB)

9 Tyrell Williams (LAC)

11 Pierre Garcon (SF)

8 Brandon Marshall (NYG)

5 Willie Snead (NO)

9 Corey Coleman (CLE-INJ)

9 Kenny Britt (CLE)

9 Adam Thielen (MIN)

8 Cooper Kupp (LAR)

10 Mike Wallace (BAL)

8 J.J. Nelson (ARZ)

6 Zay Jones (BUF)

10 Nelson Agholor (PHI)

7 Kenny Golliday (DET)

10 Breshad Perriman (BAL-INJ)

6 Paul Richardson (SEA-INJ)

5 Josh Doctson (WAS)

8 Marqise Lee (JAX-INJ)

5 Ted Ginn (NO)

11 Kenny Stills (MIA)

9 Travis Benjamin (LAC)

8 Allen Hurns (JAX)

11 Devin Funchess (CAR)

11 Robby Anderson (NYJ)

9 Danny Amendola (NE)

8 Robert Woods (LAR)

5 Taylor Gabriel (ATL)

8 Tavon Austin (LAR)

11 Jeremy Kerley (SF)

6 Cole Beasley (DAL)

9 Laquon Treadwell (MIN)

6 Brandon LaFell (CIN)

5 Mohamed Sanu (ATL)

6 Terrance Williams (DAL)

7 Will Fuller (HOU-INJ 4)

6 Tyler Lockett (SEA)

9 Markus Wheaton (CHI-INJ)

9 Kevin White (CHI)

9 Kendall Wright (CHI)

5 Brandon Coleman (NO)

8 Corey Davis (TEN)

6 John Ross (CIN)

7 Braxton Miller (HOU)

9 Michael Floyd (MIN-SUS 4)

9 Mike Williams (LAC-INJ 4)

6 Andre Holmes (BUF)

11 Ardarius Stewart (NYJ)

11 Marquise Goodwin (SF)

9 Eli Rogers (PIT)

10 Adam Humphries (TB)

7 Jaelen Strong (HOU-SUS 1)

7 Bruce Ellington (HOU)

9 Malcolm Mitchell (NE)

9 Dontrelle Inman (LAC)

6 Jermaine Kearse (SEA)

6 Tyler Boyd (CIN)

11 Curtis Samuel (CAR)

11 Phillip Dorset (IND)

10 Torrey Smith (PHI)

11 Charone Peake (NYJ)

11 Leonte Carroo (MIA)

10 Chris Conley (KC)

6 Rod Streater (BUF)

8 Tajae Sharpe (TEN-SUS? INJ)

8 Dede Westbrook (JAX)

9 Rob Gronkowski (NE)

5 Jordan Reed (WAS)

10 Travis Kelce (KC)

11 Greg Olsen (CAR)

6 Jimmy Graham (SEA)

8 Martellus Bennett (GB)

6 Tyler Eifert (CIN)

8 Delanie Walker (TEN)

9 Kyle Rudolph (MIN)

5 Coby Fleener (NO)

9 Hunter Henry (LAC)

10 Zach Ertz (PHI)

5 Austin Hooper (ATL)

11 Julius Thomas (MIA)

10 Cameron Brate (TB)

11 Jack Doyle (IND)

7 Eric Ebron (DET)

10 Jared Cook (OAK)

6 Jason Witten (DAL)

9 Seth DeValve (CLE)

9 Antonio Gates (LAC)

9 Dwayne Allen (NE)

8 Evan Engram (NYG)

10 Ben Watson (BAL)

9 Zach Miller (CHI)

9 David Njoku (CLE)

6 Charles Clay (BUF)

8 Tyler Higbee (LAR-SUS)

9 Adam Shaheen (CHI)

10 Brent Celek (PHI)

8 Gerald Everett (LAR)

11 George Kittle (SF)

10 Justin Tucker (BAL)

5 Matt Bryant (ATL)

6 Dan Bailey (DAL)

9 Stephen Gostkowski (NE)

10 Caleb Sturgis (PHI)

5 Dustin Hopkins (WAS)

5 Wil Lutz (NO)

10 Cairo Santos (KC)

9 Kai Forbath (MIN)

6 Blair Walsh (SEA)

7 Nick Novak (HOU)

11 Adam Vinitieri (IND)

10 Sebastian Janikowski (OAK)

7 Matt Prater (DET)

8 Mason Crosby (GB)

9 Josh Lambo (LAC)

5 Brandon McManus (DEN)

8 Phil Dawson (ARZ)

11 Chandler Catanzaro (NYJ)

9 Chris Boswell (PIT)

6 Jake Elliott (CIN)

8 Ryan Succop (TEN)

6 Steven Hauschka (BUF)

10 Nick Folk (TB)

11 Harrison Butker (CAR)

8 Aldrick Rosas (NYG)

11 Andrew Franks (MIA)

9 Connor Barth (CHI)

11 Robbie Gould (SF)

9 Zane Gonzalez (CLE)

8 Greg Zuerlein (LAR)

8 Jason Myers (JAX)

DEF

9 Minnesota

10 Kansas City

8 Arizona

11 Carolina

9 L.A. Chargers

5 Denver

10 Tampa Bay

10 Philadelphia

5 Atlanta

8 N.Y. Giants

8 L.A. Rams

11 Miami

6 Buffalo

9 Pittsburgh

6 Seattle

9 Chicago

10 Baltimore

8 Green Bay

5 Washington

9 New England

7 Detroit

7 Houston

11 Indianapolis

10 Oakland

8 Jacksonville

8 Tennessee

11 San Francisco

6 Cincinnati

9 Cleveland

6 Dallas

5 New Orleans

11 N.Y. Jets

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