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A STUDY IN: Living with the fear, a boiling rage beneath the surface of a sweet smile, perfection and its tempting impossibility, loving life despite its cruelty, not being sure of exactly who or what you are, and the haunting feeling of constantly looking over your shoulder

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Howdy there, folks!

I have good news and ( kind of not really ) bad news!

Good news- I'm in the process of updating and adding to the information I have on Evan, Atlas, AND Michael so that I can hopefully be back and writing on tumblr in... Maybe a week or two? Maybe a few days? It depends on how quickly I can work on it. Those who want updates or sneak peeks can dm me on discord and I will be OVERWHELMINGLY grateful to receive your feedback if you feel the interest strike.

Bad news- I'm going to be archiving this blog and moving Evan to a new one under the same url. I just need a fresh start after being away so long, and I need to both establish new boundaries and be kinder to myself by sticking to them better. note: this is not commentary on anything that happened or didn't happen at any point- I don't even remember why I was stressed out, but the fault was mine. Please do not make this about anything else but me taking better care of myself, because that is all it is.

So keep an eye out for me! I'm here and I'm working and I'm doing better by miles. I would also love some company because reaching out to everyone after isolating is hard, but also no pressure on that. Just an invitation.

I don't know if I feel secure enough to come back to Tumblr quite yet, but I have had the urge to write within the last couple of days. If any of my mutuals would like to start a thread, I would also like that! But on discord. i know not everyone is a huge fan of writing over there, so no worries if you want to wait for me to be on Tumblr, but I miss you guys and our threads and Evan. So there is an open invitation at all times to all mutuals to add me on discord and write there.

That's all. Love y'all so much and I hope to hear from you soon 🩷 thank you for all of your patience and support.

This turned into rambling quick, but long story short is that I'm still thinking about everyone here and trying to come back. I appreciate those who have stuck with me through this 🩷

(Aria under the cut, just included it for a kind of non-spoiler for anyone into bg3 but has been avoiding content)

Idk if this is canon yet but I'm thinking about giving Evan a pet in her freedom verse............ She deserves one but idk........ She gets into so much shit in that verse it would have to be some kind of like. Creature that could poof with her and stuff if she needs to escape a situation.

@godzexperiment

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ— Running away hadn't been nearly as hard as she thought it might be. The feelings that she had been expecting initially hadn't really hit her until a few months in, when she ran into the first hunter who seemed to know of her. Word spreads pretty quick in that community, apparently. Still, her shame in those moments wasn't enough to let her succumb to death quite yet, and it still wasn't. The more she faced the familiar feeling, actually, the less sense it made to her. Why was bloodshed only ever okay when it was her own on the ground?

This, though- the way guilt turned her stomach and her face went pale upon feeling the familiar presence of an angel nearby... Like sunlight was hitting her skin, almost, except she could feel the power behind each ray of what felt like light and warmth, but wasn't. Where she should have found comfort upon knowing exactly who it was, she only found fear. Fear of what he might think, fear of judgement... Fear of consequence.

She had paid enough for her crimes. She had paid enough for many more to come. She had been paying for her existence for long enough that she felt some understanding was owed to her.

Would she get it, though? Swallowing hard, she let her feet pull her forward. She wasn't sure if they were leading her towards or away from Nix, just knew that she was moving again.