I Wish There Were File Formats For Dreams And Memories

The scaraether dynamic i want is one where they don’t make each other worse, but they most definitely don’t make each other better. But if they do, its going in directions that definitely doesn’t benefit others around themselves.

Like Aether being an eldritch horror thats potentially a world eater getting courted by Wanderer, who is a living puppet.

Aether reluctantly charmed by Wanderer’s obsession, trying to go “This isn’t healthy for either of us, and is not a good standard for relationships” and it’s true.

But he’s unable to stop himself from being drawn to Wanderer’s promises, the concept of someone that’s just for himself.

Someone who would make him a priority with their own volition. Someone who doesn’t have other attachments that would stop them from helping him when he needs it. Someone who won’t abandon him. Someone who will willingly make themselves a permanent fixture by his side. (Paimon is also that, but she’s more like his child, someone he needs to nurture and also hide terrible things from).

Basically Wanderer being “I can be the hero to your damsel in distress.”

And Aether realizing he really doesn’t mind being a damsel in distress if its Wanderer who saves him.

Thanks to the Irminsul they can have a mental link, and when Aether gets trapped by the Fatui, truly put in a helpless situation, Paimon trapped in a seperate cage, he finds himself reaching out to the Wanderer almost blindly, numbly.

And the Wanderer abandons everything almost immediately to rescue him. He doesn’t keep him waiting.

gaza has just been completely cut off from the world.

after increased intensity of israeli aistrikes tonight, the last cable providing communications was destroyed. telecommunications have been completely cut off. they cannot reach one another. they cannot reach paramedics. the red crescent society has completely lost contact with their branch in gaza. nobody inside can reach anyone inside, and especially not outside of gaza to tell us what is going on. this is a complete atrocity.

eruri late night drives based on a fic i wrote: Here and Now

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