update on the suegiku slowburn!!! it’s at 4k words rn, definitely a lot more to go. as it’s currently planned it’s going to start off with action elements into some angst with mutual pining sprinkled throughout. lots of stupid arguments because they’re both silly.
do we want a couple fluffy chapters post-confession or should i end it at confession? haven’t planned post confession yet. i need to decide before i release the first chapter </3 lmk what you think !!
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Mistah Zuka does your son like committing crimes? Even better do you like comittint crimes?
Who are you. What is this? Did Rocket cause trouble again?
What is it this time... another firework experiment? An exploded soda can? Vandalism on old property? If you ever see Rocket please let him know hes grounded. Thanks.
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[Offscreen Post]
Blue barely gave the clock a thought as LEDs burned a bright color of the time and date. Her brow was furrowed as she held her hair out of her face, a budding headache behind her eyes as she scrolled. Whatever she could find, she filed them into her mind. She knew she shouldn’t stay awake too long. She wouldn’t be able to handle two all nighters. Even the Evolver had her limits and she wasn’t exactly a fan of knowing that. Blue knew it, Green knew it, Yellow knew it as she overused his powers, and even Red knew it when he hit his ultimate spiral with Deoxys. She could probably count the juniors too of their limits reached and she wouldn’t have enough hands to do so.
Everyone had a limit. They could be scraped, dodging debris and attacks of the elements thrown at them, having the wind whip their face, and stand victorious but they were only human.
And was being human sucky. Blue knew how to be radio operator. She was cheery and sweet when she wanted to be and she could lie through her teeth without as much wavering that sly smile. She could file anything in her head and save that information for later. She was a quick thinker. Her being raised to be a weapon as a little girl had some perks, even if the trauma was lifelong.
Blue hated that part. Her triggers were mostly handled, she wasn’t afraid of the birds that reminded her of the worst thing that happened to her, her family was ripped away in front of her eyes and she still stood up on two shaky legs in the middle of the night, and she knew she couldn’t undo what had happened to her, marching on anyways.
So why it hurt so badly to see it again, that was a mystery. Maybe it’s because it was some worst fears come to life. Something that would haunt her nightmares. Blue’s ‘normal’ meter was… broken, to say the least, but she thought she had made peace with it.
Her old desperations of being a normal child with hopes and dreams and a normal family also hit her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her. It made her teeth grit. It made her want to scream. This was unfair. And she knew that sentiment better than anyone.
She tended not to question deus ex machina things anymore, but this… she wasn’t sure how or why she came across all this, but in a way she was thankful for it. There were people. There were good people that saw a poor boy suffering. They wanted to help. They needed to help. And they were going to do their damndest. All of it weighed heavy on her mind but she was Blue. If anyone could do it, it was this little ragtag team of internet strangers, as funny as it sounded. She knew ragtag teams by now. They weren’t exactly internet strangers- given she had met them in person- but she felt a weird sense of nostalgia for huddling all together.
It wasn’t in a, say, building falling down, but it might as well mentally be. Physically, most of them were safe. Well, she hoped anyways. She didn’t have much of a way of knowing other than status updates that were a bit concerning to say the least. Still, her eyes felt heavier as the strange nostalgia hit her mind. She was tired, very tired. She didn’t have time to rest. And yet her body betrayed her mind. Blue knew she had her limits.
In time, things would be okay. They would make them be. And if they weren’t…? Blue had a major complaint to the universe that it wouldn’t be able to ignore.
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wait i can't write wells yet right. because 90% of her is still a mystery and she's clearly a character with a lot more about her to be revealed down the line. but what if i tried experimenting with her over on my speculative sideblog or more like... an au of her who's had her memories changed by someone and believes herself to be an ordinary person? who's just discovered something's wrong with her "ordinary life" and is trying to get figure things out?
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