Time to write NOTES because i need to get these out
all of these are vaguely thought of whilst listening aggressively to this. Yay. Song ideas !!
I am not gonna sugar coat it, this Au is just gonna be basically the song in words. I had a vague idea similar to it before but now the song just kinda made it flourish. I thought it'd be fun and a good world building exercise. So here come the bullet points!
- 'Akira' comes from a different world that's been long since destroyed. He doesn't talk about it. Not even to those who rescued him. Not that they ask.
- It was Philemon who rescued him. Happened on like. January first? something like that. Wasn't intentional but it just ended up happening when Phil was investigating a oddity in the Sea of Souls.
- 'Akira' needed something to do after a while so put his knowledge of his world to use. Knowledge he learned from a long gone friend. Made some items here and there. Philemon indulged him.
- It was 'Akira's' idea for the workshop. Thought he could be useful that way. He labeled Philemon the owner because he didn't want that responsibility. Besides, if people saw him as the shop keeper they'd trust him more.
- The workshop helps those who are unfortunate in life, who have no other options. The shopkeeper is never the 'same' across visits. And No one has ever seen the creator of the items the workshop sells.
- 'Akira' may or may not have been the reason of the destruction of his old home. it certainly would explain why he's so determined to do right in this one.
- Akechi enters the shop when he's 12, and nearly sees something he shouldn't. That's how he meets Akira for the First time.
- Usually the workshop only shows up to someone once in their life time as usually the item the shop gives them solves the reason it showed up for the first time.
- Akechi. Is a disaster. For multiple reasons.
- This world has *Magic* but it also has the metaspace/metaverse alongside Personae. I haven't decided how that works yet. I'll probably figure it out as i write. If i can.
- Akechi meets Akira a grand total of like, 3 times before Shido keels over and dies finally.
- Shido dies and 'Akira' decides that he wants to explore the world. After all now its different to how he knew it.
- Yaldy never got a foot hold here bc of The workshop. He's *getting* there, but isn't close enough.
- Akira, deciding to live as a human for a little bit, ends up being the catalyst for Yaldy getting a foothold in the minds of the masses.
I have not decided ANNNYTHING beyond this. Maybe i will, maybe I wont. We'll find out in the next installment of "How many songs can i fit into one AU idea without anyone noticing?"
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my silk adorned yuusona that has been in the WIP hell for the past few months 🤕
i still have no idea what colours to use for the outfit to make it look good, whateverrrrr. someone please kick my ass and tell me to go back to work
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me for the past few days: maaan I've had nothing in my brain to draw or think of it's all been just blank during my long ahh break whatever will I do without posting art for eons and eons!!!
literally out of no where: what if um what if suns become slug (small slug not on purpose not meant to be small) to go to pebble and shenanigans ensue with overprotective wanderer um finally being able to pick up and show the world to what she has considered a pup of hers for hella long and a very confused spearmaster which happens to be the main defense and um guide or whateva that'd be cool I think
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Some sentences sunday
“Took your damn time,” she notes, stabbing the cigarette out.
He waits. Rosaria’s not known for her patience.
Annoyance purses her mouth. “You fucked up.”
The immediate quip on his tongue, catty and dismissive, is bitten back. For all Rosaria’s icy airs, there’s very little she cares about enough to meddle so personally. That short list, and Diluc’s bizarre night, points in a singular direction.
Still, when he speaks, it’s difficult to keep his hackles out of his tone. “Have I, now.”
A grunt, and an appraising stare. “Don’t pull that nonsense with me. The only time his pretty little feathers get ruffled so bad is when you’re involved.”
Diluc crosses his arms.
She raises a hand, palm out to ward off the rebuttal he wasn’t offering. “Not asking for specifics. I refuse to get caught up in whatever is wrong with you two. The fallout, though? That is my problem.”
“How so?”
This time, the stare is enough to strip paint. “Jean’s going to need her enforcers while she solidifies her seat. We don’t have time for him to lose his shit.”
At that, Diluc can’t hold back a scoff. “Kaeya’s not so distractible.”
Rosaria snorts an ugly laugh. “Stupid is not a good look for you, hot-shot.”
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Rocky Mountain Sunsets Chapter 1: The Siren Call of Cheesecake
Aiden didn't dislike the people in his ward. He actually felt neutral to positive about most of them! (Except Hailey. He resented that she was the absolute golden child, the kind of person his parents wanted him to be, but that's not really her fault.)
So, really, it wasn't anyone's fault he never stayed for linger longer. Well, you know, it was, but it wasn't due to anyone's malicious intent. He just really wasn't fond of getting called-
"Sister Walker!"
Yeah. That.
He turned around to see if someone had called him or one of his cousins, hopefully whoever it was wanted Daisy, not him, and nope, that is very much... Charles? Chris? Whatever his name was, waving him over.
"Join us, please! We've got an extra seat over here."
Extroverts, honestly. But it's not like he had a reason to refuse, so he walked over, scanning everyone sitting there. He knew none of these people. Wait, no, is that David? Fuck, that's David. Aaand the extra seat's next to him, lovely.
This was a bad idea, cheesecake is not worth this, not in a million years. David knew, he knew, and he was not about to risk his secret getting out. But it would be rude to back out now, so whoop-de-do, he's doing this.
He sat through introductions (the one who invited him over was Chris), cracked a joke about how he'd probably forget everyone's names by next week, and everyone kind of went back to whatever they were talking about before, something about some video game or other. He could probably join, but he had never played this game, and was honestly content to listen and shovel cheesecake in his mouth. Thankfully, David was keeping his mouth shut too, so maybe he had been overthinking this. Maybe it would be fine.
He had started thinking about throwing his plate away and leaving when he heard the first clap of thunder. Idaho in spring, he swears.
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