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like rats fleeing a sinking ship, pt. 10

Whumptober 2020 Day 15: Into The Unknown

Prompt: Possession

TW: guns, fight scenes, canon typical violence

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Only the tips of some of the tallest buildings are visible from where Kasumi stands on Shido’s ship. Akira had warned her about this, but it’s still off-putting. The rest of Tokyo was still normal in the previous two Palaces she’d seen.

Kasumi doesn’t want to think about what that means about the ruler.

“Are you ready to go?” Akec- er Crow asks, tapping a boot against the deck of the ship.

“Sorry!” Kasumi says.

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HELLO for your spotify wrapped, please tell me about the character (or fic or ship etc) whose playlist song #72 belongs on!

Oh my god it feels like I’m talking to a celebrity HELLO I LOVE YOUR FICS THANK YOU SO MUCH.

#72 is specifically a song I listened to so much because @chosen-hero-inari said it fit one of our OCs, and it really does lol. It’s…

It’s on the playlist for our beloved OC Cerise Landors-Tate! She’s so silly and I love her. She’s from this concept for a hypothetical Power Rangers spin-off game and is also a fankid technically. She’s the pink ranger and we love her because she’s adopted and has so many issues but loves her dads deeply and wishes that one of them would love her back (he does, he’s just cripplingly emotionally constipated and doesn’t know how to properly express that he loves her)

Day 23: Broken Pedestal

how many times have I conceded?

“When you were a kid, did you look up to your dad?” An asks, suddenly.

It’s their first day back at school after the confrontation with Taiga, and Akito’s busy during lunch, so it’s just the two of them, alone in a crowded cafeteria.

“A few months ago, I would have said no,” Toya admits, between bites of lunch. “But if I’m being honest? There was a time when I was young I would have called him the best musician in the world. I looked forward to going to his shows, seeing him play in crowded concert halls for thousands of people, bring them to tears, it made me proud.”

“When did it stop?”

Toya closes his eyes. “I think, I was at a concert of his with Mother, and he performed, and Mother was driven to tears, and I felt nothing. He’d always called classical the greatest gift to mankind, the best way of expressing emotions, and here I was not feeling anything. All I could think of after that was how stiff and rigid I was. My father called me perfect as always, and I wasn’t, and that was the moment I let myself think ‘father is wrong’ for the first time.

“I’d thought I didn’t want to practice, or wished I could be more like the Tenmas, but I never thought he was wrong until that moment. From there it just…”

“All fell away?” An says. “Like now all of a sudden you’re only seeing the dark parts of everything he did?”

Toya nods. “Exactly.”

“Yeah,” An says. “I’ve been thinking about it, trying to come to terms with the fact that Dad never told me about Aunt Nagi, that he didn’t let me know she was sick, that he let me think she was coming back.”

Toya doesn’t offer her any hollow sympathies, he simply motions for An to keep going.

“He was wrong,” An says. “They all were, I mean. Why would you want to spend the last moments of your life lying to your niece? Why would you want to hear your daughter talk about everything she’s going to tell someone she’s never going to see again? Why would you take your sister’s dying wish to support the next generation and just shatter it?”

“Yes,” Toya says. “They were wrong.”

With those three words, An feels a weight she didn’t know she was carrying come off her chest. “You know, when I was little I thought Dad didn’t love me because he was so busy performing. And after I ran away, everyone talked about how much he cared about me, and how happy he was to hear me sing. They made a point of it. And they all did it while knowing he was keeping me in the dark. So how could he love me when he can’t even be honest with me?”

“I wish I had the answer to that.” Toya says. “How can they love us when they don’t listen, how an they love us when they don’t consider our feelings?”

“He does, though,” An asks. “Right?”

“He does,” Toya admits, “but it never makes it better.”

“Yep,” An pops some chicken into her mouth. “It never makes it better.”

re-reading my own fic because the author has exactly my taste in tropes, ships the same ships in the right way, and also shares my sense of humour. what a find, what a revelation. i hope they write more of this sort of thing.

I just wanna say I have three fucking fics of this locked and loaded and I’m editing and having them beta read by @chosen-hero-inari rn.

The prompts I’m done with are Power Fatigue, I Have Your Loved One, and Comatose.

Guess who just applied for a Bad Things Happen Bingo Card?

Expect some SERIOUS angst soon :3

R you still into prsk?

Oh, god. I should have expected this at some point.

This is my second time typing this out because my iPad decided to glitch out, but basically the answer is yes but also no.

I do still like ProSeka. I even went to see the movie in theaters with my irl friends!

The main problem is that in my opinion, ever since On Your Feet, the VBS story has been going in a direction that I don’t like and it’s removed everything that made them unique and what drew me to them in the first place.

And this has made me so upset that honestly, I’ve barely managed to bring myself to open the game since… I think December? I used to have every single easy, normal, and hard completed and would freak out at the idea of missing a day for my challenge show. Now I just… Can’t?

And honestly it’s not even just that— It’s also that the ProSeka fandom just kind of sucks? Like tell me why I keep seeing casual biphobia on my Twitter timeline and why I’ve seen people straight up mention me by name and talk about how much they hate my fics and wish I’d stop writing? It’s made me miss smaller fandoms recently— smaller fandoms where I can escape all the toxicity and I don’t have to deal with all this.

Combine all that with the fact that someone I trusted enough to dedicate a fic to them betrayed me and when I went to the university about it they made me feel like I was the problem and regret coming to them, my university experience has been so completely ruined that even though it’s the fucking… second week of summer I just woke up from having a nightmare about returning to uni, things haven’t exactly been the best for me recently.

Now, this does not mean that I’m never posting ProSeka fic again. I actually have one planned out for the Bad Things Happen bingo card. But well, that’s kind of the reason I haven’t been posting ProSeka recently and that’s kind of where I am right now.

I’m sure this isn’t the answer you were hoping for, and I’m truly sorry about that, but it’s the truth— and I don’t want to lie.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Power Rangers S.P.D. Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bridge Carson/Sophie, Jack Landors/Sky Tate Characters: Bridge Carson, Sophie (Power Rangers), Jack Landors, Sky Tate, Elizabeth "Z" Delgado, Sydney Drew, Anubis "Doggie" Cruger, Katherine "Kat" Manx Additional Tags: Background Elizabeth “Z” Delgado/Sydney Drew, Implied Sexual Content, like. HEAVILY implied., this fic is a MESS Summary:

Sophie’s been acting a little… off.

oc ask game q1!! do you have voice claims for any of the pjsk ocs? :3

OKAY.

Not for a lot of them, BUT this one cover artist on YouTube named RafScrap is a singing voice claim for Fuyune— She’s got the whole Contralto of Danger thing going on when she sings.

put a "∞" in my ask box and I'll shuffle my music player and give you my favorite lyric from the song that comes up.

put a "∞" in my ask box and I'll shuffle my music player and give you my favorite lyric from the song that comes up.