As of the time of this post, AO3 has been scraped by yet another shady individual looking to make a quick buck off the backs of hardworking hobby writers. This Reddit post here has all the details and the most current information. In short, if your fic URL ends in a number between 1 and 63,200,000 (inclusive), AND is not archive locked, your fic has been scraped and added to this database.
I have been trying to hold off on archive locking my fics for as long as possible, and I've managed to get by unscathed up to now. Unfortunately, my luck has run out and I am archive locking all of my current and future stories. I'm sorry to my lovelies who read and comment without an account; I love you all. But I have to do what is best for me and my work. Thank you for your understanding.
Allow me to fuel the insanity (sorry not sorry op)
The Island was erased from existence. Any evidence was doomed to never be understood, all trace of it in people's minds gone. If no one knows or remembers it, does it exist?
I like to imagine that island, the people, everyone and everything regarding it was built from stars. Their lives and culture and identity was forged from the small lights speckled across the sky. If even an identity was made purely from those stars, the very basis and life of home, by nature of the island, of their home, being erased from existence, so was the identity of those who remained.
From what I've gotten from playing the game, Siffrin remembers most out of everyone we've met so far. They can understand the language, at some point they remember the stars, they get moments of knowing home, of parents and spicy malanga fritters and broken teacups. Maybe Loop calls them stardust, because, like Loop said, they're what remains. Their memories, their cloak, their hat, their language, their culture, their religion, all of those are something that, by the end of the game as far as we know, are something only Siffrin can hold on to now. Siffrin is stardust because they hold on to the remains of the star that was destroyed. The bits and pieces they know and have so quickly stitched into their being are all that remains.
he doesn’t remember the stars??? that’s what frin’s supposed to remember?? is it cause they’re home!! cause he homes from the stars!!! like the king does!!! but then why doesn’t he remember them?? did the stars have like a collapse or an exodus or something?? and that’s why he can never go back?? why the king was a nameless traveler with no home?? why frin was?? why loop calls him stardust?? cause he’s what’s left of a star?? or of their home?? or of someone he used to be when he was at home in the stars??
i walk onto the stage in front of many bsd fans. “ranpo edogawa has autism.” the crowd cheers. “i also think he has an eating disorder.” the cheering lessens, but the crowd is still on board. i take a deep breath. “ranpo edogawa canonically aligns with many symptoms of npd. i think hes a narcissist.” the cheering dies down. theres some displeased grumbles. “also—“ i brace myself— “he’s got ptsd from his years on the streets. hes probably got motor control issues.” people are starting to get up and leave. “he probably has a hard time walking, has blood sugar issues, and uses a mobility aid. and hes afraid of cops and guns, despite working with them all the time.” i am booed off the stage.
Oh yeah lemme just
The world deserves to see the shitty doodles that is my banner
In case you can't read my handwriting :>
Mal Du Pays: 'This Journey Was Only Meaningful to You' in red
Mirabelle: Holding up Garlic Bread as it glows like the holy grail it is. 'Garlic Bread' is written in all caps.
Sleepy Siffrin: 'honk shooooooo, honk shooooooo'
Loop: They are labeled as 'about to kill themselves'
Bonnie: An arrow calling their chef cooker hat 'Samosa storage'
Weepy Isabeau: The doodle is labeled with 'That Feeling When your crush gives you a flower'
Odile and Birb: Odile is thinking 'Piou Piou :>', the bird also says 'Piou Piou'. The note translating the birb says, 'I'm gonna poop on you later'
Spooped Mirabelle and Isabeau: they are staring shocked by the bird going, 'Peep!'
I have such a strong appreciation for Siffrin and Odile that I don't even know how to begin to express so I just need you to receive my psychic beams of them, please and thank you
umm i need reassurance that my presence is wanted but i can’t ask for reassurance because that’s really Embarrassing and it wouldn’t feel genuine if i asked for it
BSD and ISAT brain rotting rn multishipper :P @astralspensreblogs if you wanna see the random stuff I like
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