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Sarita and Oscar
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When Sarita doesn't venture out of her room for a while after arriving, Oscar goes to check on her.
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CW: BBU, pet whump, lady whump, mentions of rape, past betrayal, fear of betrayal, past bad caretaker, mention of death
Someone knocks on Sarita's door.
"Come in," she snaps, scrambling out of her blanket cocoon and shoving her notebook and pencil under her mattress. She's not showing vulnerability to anyone.
She quite likes this room, much as she hates to admit it (it'll hurt all the more when it's ripped away). She has clothes and toiletries and a full rucksack. She hasn't looked in that properly yet but there's a simple phone with Alix and Maria's numbers on speed dial, and a note stuck to the top of the bag that reads in wonky letters, In case you decide to run.
She wishes they'd just betray her now.
A man she hasn't seen before comes inside. He has light brown skin and heart-shaped glasses, a light flannel falling off one shoulder. He walks with an awkward ease that's similar to Alix's.
"I'm Oscar, fae/faer. You're Sarita, right?" She nods. "Want me to leave the door open or..."
"You can shut it." Fae does so, and stays standing awkwardly. Well, fae can keep doing that if fae wants. "What the fuck do you want?"
"To see how you're doing. No-one's seen you since Alix showed you your room. I wanted to make sure you're okay, that you're in here because you want to be, not because think you have to."
Sarita shrugs. "Nobody wants me around, so I fucked off. I'm fine in here."
"I mean. If you're sure about it."
"I stabbed Alix."
"Nobody's perfect."
"Nobody likes me, fuck off with your bullshit."
Oscar sighs and leans back against the wall. "Has anyone told you how I joined pet lib?"
Probably some inspirational bullshit. Sarita snorts.
"Course not. I haven't spoken to anyone, remember?"
"True. Alix wouldn't share it." Fae shoves faer hands in fae's pockets, looking unaccountably apprehensive. What does fae have to be apprehensive about?
"I worked in a company that made pet accessories. Collars, beds, leashes, things like that. I don't think we made accessories designed to punish but... I turned a blind eye to a lot of things. Avoided the rest. So I don't actually know. I didn't want to listen to my instincts. It was a job, I needed the money and it paid well, and everyone needs work, right? It didn't mean my colleagues actively supported the pet industry. I didn't listen to their views. And then... then, we had a Bring Your Pet To Work Day." Fae pauses and swallows. Sarita balls her fists. No wonder no-one fucking mentioned it. "I had a friend, when I was a child. I knew him intimately. In every sense of the word. I knew him happy, sad, drunk as a skunk. I knew his eyes. And now... now I know what he looks like with cosmetic surgery and a designer collar." Fae's trembling now. "If I'd just... if I hadn't turned so much of a blind eye, if I'd taken a look in the pet daycare just once, if I'd just listened to his owner, then I don't know. Maybe I could've done something before he was brought in and my colleague boasted about how good he was, how much he... never mind. Just... it wasn't just that colleague who had a go." Fae sighs shakily. "I ran. Gave him my phone number in case of emergencies and resigned. He's never called. That's when I joined pet lib. Adalia still doesn't trust me, but some of the others do."
"Oh, fuck off," says Sarita half-heartedly. Not as pure inspirational bullshit as she thought then. "I stabbed Alix. It's not the same. Why the fuck would you tell me that?"
"Because you're still blaming yourself for stabbing Alix, even though you were panicking and betrayed at the time. And y'know. Some of us are worse. It doesn't mean you have to hide away. I want to make sure you're not doing it because Christians Against Pets guilted you and made you do it."
"Maybe I just don't want to know them. Other people who were treated like me but not quite. You have your only friend die in your arms and see how much you want to make more."
She didn't mean to say that. She's not sure why she did. She is insulted by the insinuation she'd actually listen to the fuckers who betrayed her though.
Oscar looks sad. "I'm sorry. You don't have to come down when we're around, anyway. I just thought I'd remind you it's an option. Your test came back clean, by the way. Also, we're doing a clothing order, and I want to know if there's anything you want."
"Get whatever the fuck you want, I don't care." There's a lump in Sarita's throat, and then she adds quietly, for no reason that she can decipher, "Hair ribbons. Red ones if they have them. Please."
It might come with a price. She doesn't care. She's never wanted much, but these she does. Her hair... doesn't feel right without them. Even though the person who gave her the original ones hurt and betrayed her she still doesn't feel right.
These will be a different colour. So they're not the original ones, and she's fine.
Besides, these ones will be hers. No-one else's. And at the very least they'll be from someone who hasn't assaulted or betrayed her.
Not yet, anyway.
"I'll see what we can do."
"Thank you."
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yes yes !! it is i, squirrel anon!! i've just been lurking around every month or so and saw you had a few gaps on not posting so i wasn't sure if you were that active anymore !! (glad you still are active though)
i'm doing great! i'm not sure if i ever revealed my age group?? (oh well) college apps have been quite stressful and the thought of after hs scares me 😭 jacob and i are still together! i actually gave him a nickname cobbie bc i was like why not with tbz jacob too HAHAH. i was supposed to visit my family in the north so i can experience snow again but sadly they said the tickets were too expensive ㅠㅠ. how are you? any life changing events? oh remember about my new year's resolution last year? i've made it to 8k!! while i've been slacking a bit i'm so proud of myself :D
oh no was whisper bad? i mean i watched and listened to the song but like i don't remember anything at all 😭 thought it was an average kpop song i guess... still love tbz though !! but yes i did watch wednesday! ever since i saw the trailer i promised myself to watch it... and i finished watching it in the same day... i also love one of the actors tyler 🫶🏻🫶🏻 i haven't really seen any special stages (• •;) aside from that one han jisung part and yuna stage. i hope you know what i'm talking about HAHAH.
awww i'm so glad my message made you happier! hope you're having a good day cherry <3 (btw idk if the spacing is going to be weird for you? but the spacing on here seems so wide 😭) -🐿️
haha i wouldn't say... i'm too active on here :') like i'm pretty much out of material to post for now until i finish one of my long wips or until tbz's comeback next month magically sucks me back into the fandom LOL
ohh are you an 05 liner then? ah i figured as much!! college apps are indeed a stressful time and picking a major even more so 😭 the fear is understandable, i guess it's kinda hard to picture your life until you get there? hopefully it'll be a smooth transition for you! aHHH that's good that you and jacob are still together!!! omg you nicknamed him cobbie HAHA that's cute, does he know tbz at all? and yeahh everything is so expensive these days, i hope you do get to visit family and experience snow again one day!! it's been a fairly warm winter here so far so it hasn't snowed much, but it's been soooo gloomy all the time 😔 oooh your resolution was clearing photos right?!? 8k is decent progress!! i probably said i had like 2k last year but... here we are at 7.5k this year (it's the many concerts i went to... i wanna keep svt and ateez on my phone forever, they're beauuutiful HAHA)
i'm doing well but life is kinda boring atm 😅 hmm in terms of life changing events... i got a job!! also did a bit of travelling and went to 8 kpop concerts within the past 6 months, and a few of them were life changing (skz, svt, ateez). also started a kpop album/merch collection which was unintentional but... here's where my newly earned money is going LMAO
whisper was... well, i think they were going for thrill ride 2.0 but it didn't meet expectations? i personally didn't like the song and thought that the concepts they teased weren't really related to the song 🥲 but hopefully next month's comeback will be better!! ahh i still have not watched wednesday but... will start... one of these days :') ooh is the actor you're talking about hunter doohan? just googled him rn LOL. the only thing i know related to the show is that emma myers is a huge svt fan HAHA. and yeahhHH i know that stage, the one with han's iconic hockey uniform that everyone went Wild over!!
and dw the spacing looks fine!! not surprised that it might look weird bc tumblr always does things like that, also i think they went through a recent update? things are a bit wonky HAHA. anywayyy hope you're having a good day too and that everything goes well with college apps and acceptances!! <3
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Time and Time Again
A little fic about if Ocarina of Time was a big time loop instead of splitting the timeline. (& if Link met himself)
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The sky was a hazy orange in Hyrule. The sun was a glowing pale orb behind the clouds of smoke. It choked his lungs... It was nothing like Termina. Unfortunately, it was exactly like his memories. Link stared up at the sky, fiddling with the edge of his backpack.
He glanced in the direction of the Korkiri forest. He hadn’t been back for 7 years... Guilt pricked at his chest and his throat. But he couldn’t go back now. He didn’t want to know what would happen if he did anything to change things from what he remembered. It hadn’t worked out well when he was still a child, why would it now? He sighed. Shaking his head, he walked towards Kakariko village.
He didn’t know why he was here, really. To confirm he didn’t leave Hyrule on it’s own? That it wasn’t some elaborate dream?
He reached into his bag. His old childhood tunic was tucked deep down into his backpack, full of sewn up holes and threadbare patches. Instead, he’d been dressed in a tunic from Termina. (Actually a blue vest that he'd stiched together, unused to the shorter shirts that Hylians so often wore) He imagined that’s maybe why no one in Kakariko recognized him.
He layed out some of his bottles of spring water from Termina in a row. He frowned as he looked through his bag, the Ocarina of Time missing. He glanced at the Fairy Ocarina, taking it out with the rest of his supplies. A few curious people wandered over, watching as he pulled out food. He smiled and waved.
An old man wandered over to him, "What a cute little display."
Link rubbed the back of his neck with an awkward chuckle. The old man picked up an apple with a smile.
"Oh, I haven't seen one of these in a while, how many rupees?-"
Link shook his head and pushed it towards him, "All free. I'd just prefer to keep the bottles."
"Very kind of you, young man." The old man smiled and gave him a hearty pat on the back. Link coughed from the strength of it. He gave him a small smile in return as the old man walked off to do his advertising for him.
He sat back, playing the Fairy Ocarina, watching as people hesitantly took what they needed. ...He resolved to collect more things later.
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The sky had slowly shifted to a more peaceful blue as the night edged closer. It was quiet. He sat on the roof of Impa’s house, dangling his feet over the edge.
He saw them walk into town. He felt time in the town slow with their entrance into town. He didn't really notice it when he was young; the gentle aid of the Goddess of Time. He assumed a lot of those magical things were normal (they were certainly explained to him like they were). He saw it now, though. Like a overly familiar, comforting blanket. His past self's presence, however, was like a itch at the back of his neck.
He didn't plan on talking to him. Or drawing attention to himself. He imagined it wouldn't help. Not worth the potential dangers.
He should have guessed Navi would notice a strange person on a roof. The fairy flew over to him, curious. His younger self turned to watch, straining to see what she did. She picked up speed. Getting closer than he expected she would. (Did she always use to hover this close to strangers when helping him talk to people further away?)
Navi stared at him, and...smiled. Soft.
She recognized him.
A falling sensation flipped his gut. He nearly genuinely fell, gripping the edge of the roof to ground himself. She actually recognized him. Any voice he had before was gone. Replaced by the fact that she recognized him.... By how much he missed her. A carved out hole in his chest.
She turned back as his younger self walked up to the building, tilting his head.
"What are you doing up there? Are you stuck like him?" His younger self called. He pointed at the roof the strange man had always been on.
Link swallowed and shook his head.
Navi spoke for him, just like she used to when the world was too big and too much. "No... I'm just watching the world go by."
"Oh! Okay! Have fun!"
"W-Wait!" Link called, voice cracking. He was getting the strangest version of deja-vu. Except everything was reversed.
He used to think this age... this ambiguous age he wasn't quite sure the actual number for was anymore- meant he was an adult. He didn't feel like an adult now. He couldn't imagine how young he actually was back then.
The green clad boy looked up at him, waiting, just as he was asked.
Link took a moment to gather his thoughts. "You... You're a child of the Forest, right?"
"...How did-"
"Never mind that, you'll... find out."
He could hear his voice echoed, memory and present blending in strange harmony. (Did he really sound like that to other people? He could've sworn his voice was deeper).
Link took a breath, "Um, make sure to tell your friends, hi. Give them a big hug. For me. I used to know some of them."
"Oh, really?! What's your name?"
Link picked at the shingles of the roof, frowning, "You can call me Grasshopper... One of my friends used to call me that."
The young boy tilted his head, then shrugged. "Okay Grasshopper!"
"And kid? ...Don't forget to be young again every once in a while... It'll be over before you know it..."
"...Ookay?" His younger self muttered, clearly confused. Link guessed it was a reasonable response....
His younger self looked exactly like he did now. They looked the same age. And yet... He was so young. It was just an illusion of maturity. He wondered if there was any older version of himself looking back at him now and realizing he was just...so young.
He sighed, "Stay safe out there, okay kid? ....If you need any tips about anything, come find me."
"Uh...I'll try. Er. Bye!" His younger self waved and Navi hovered next to Link for a quiet moment longer, keeping an eye on the retreating boy.
"Navi," Link said, in a hushed voice. She looked at him. His voice slipped from him once again.
"I know." She whispered back. She bumped his shoulder and he smiled a little.
"Mn..." He cleared his throat, hoping to clear the block on his voice with it, "You better make him rest more often... my sleep schedule is still wonky."
"You and I both know how hard that is. Once you have a goal in mind, it's hard to stop you."
Link laughed, shrugging, "Can't help it, I guess."
She shook her head, part exasperated, part fond. She tapped his head, "It seemed you turned out fine... I guess I better help that happen."
Link snorted and glanced towards the retreating boy. "Yeah... goodbye, Navi." He muttered, feeling a weight lift from his chest as he uttered those words.
She nodded, "Goodbye, Link." She zipped away, bopping his younger self on the head when she got to him. Link guessed probably in response to whatever bad plan he'd already begun concocting.
Link felt something wet leak down his cheek as he watched them leave. He really had said goodbye to his childhood now, hadn't he? He flopped onto his back, looking at the stars.
He frowned, blinks of memory drifting up into his the forefront of his mind. "Oh by the Golden Goddesses, now I got to stay in town for a year so he can come ask me things don't I?"
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[ 202106.10 ] || [ FRIDAY ] || [SUNNY]
Why hello there, readers.
Looks like I'm beginning to build up a habit of this now and I'm excited to see some progress come from it. I was hesitant at first to try blogging while working on BTW for a number of reasons, but I figured if nothing else, this could help in alleviating my anxieties about not doing any kind of writing like I've normally have done in the past. There has been a bit of difficulty in trying to be consistent in how much I write. There have been a couple of days where these journal entries are the only kind of writing I've been able to do. However, I think with how much I've been able to write in the first few days, it is a bit of a different routine to get used to.
I am debating on researching different writers' routines, but I know all that seemingly innocent curiosity is me wanting to watch youtube videos all day. But I want to stay committed to some kind of routine. What I have found to be of great schedule for me is a few hours in the morning and a few hours in the afternoon. Especially during the weekends when I'm not as needed around the house. I can just unwind for about an hour and write what needs to be written.
However, that kind of schedule seems to only work if I'm able to wake up early enough and sleep at a decent hour of night as well. I don't believe I have a problem with sleep, but with most problems, denial is the first of many steps to accepting that you have a problem. My main concern with this recently has been my eating habits - its what is affected by my wonky sleep cycle the most.
So.. what should happen here?
Perhaps I should take a day to procrastinate and research certain writing routines? Perhaps later.
There is also the question of when to stop writing something and continue work on an actual project. Oh, dear.. I fear if anything, I'll end up procrastinating all my time writing for BTW onto this..
Well, this isn't looking good. Hmmm.. perhaps I still need a bit of restructuring to help get the most out of what the heck it is I'm doing here.. I guess I can probably dive into this tomorrow. It'll give me a reason to write something at least.
Thanks for reading,
- [ My Mom Said It's My Turn With The Pseudonym ]
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