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“How would you defend yourself in a body like this?” he whispered. “All squishy. Vulnerable. Look at you—you can’t even lift your hands properly.” As if in rebuttal, one pudgy fist closed around his forefinger—still fast asleep, breathing in soft little puffs. Shen Jiu froze. Then, slowly, his eyes softened. Just a fraction. “I’ll allow it this once, Shen Yuan,” he murmured, squeezing back. “I guess I'll protect you.” “...just until you're less useless.”
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✨️A-Jiu things I can't stop thinking about✨️
Writing "Temporary Misalignment" was draining. In a way, that I did not expect it to be.
Shen Jiu crawled under my skin, tore my heart out, burned it to ashes, and gave it back with the sweetest smile he was able to give like
"Here you go, jiejie, I got it for you"
And even if it hurt I couldn’t help but thank him for the gift.
Because Shen Jiu? Is a creature of love, one so fierce he's overflowing with it in comparison to any character I have ever written.
He loves fiercely, but not flexibly. To love means to prevent loss.
Love is an obssession, but I call it protection.
Love is possession, but I will frame it as devotion.
In that sense, A-Jiu is a mirror, a fractured one, of his environment.
For him, there is no good or evil, it's only what is mine and what is a threat.
And I don’t even know why but... I saw this boy's life through his childhood, teenage years, and into adulthood. There was no possibility of me not loving his character.
If you know someone so deeply you feel as if you carried his ghost on a shoulder, whispering his story into your ear for you to write, filling your heart with cloyingly sweet poison - how could you not feel for him?
Nine days had passed since the last time he saw A-Yuan.
Actually, that was a lie, wasn't it?
It's been nine days since A-Yuan had seen him—he had kept watch regardless, checking on his wayward younger brother.
Just like any good sibling should.
Someone had to pick up the slack while Da-ge still hid behind his trinkets and useless apologies.
As if they made any difference.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
A prequel to 'Correcting Deviations'.
Shen Jiu's POV origin story, character study.
It went both similar and different than I wanted, in the end I couldn’t help but had a tiny bit of love to our A-Jiu.
I hope this fic will give some of you as many feelings as it did give me.
And I really do wonder if you can uncover all easter eggs I left there 🤭
Half of it was written while listening on repeat to 'Amygdala' by AgustD, I find it rather fitting for OG! A-Jiu's story actually.
