Three years back, I created 13 alternate accounts on Discord and inserted them into my friend group over the course of a few months, pretending each of them was a new person. They have their own personality and typing / grammar distinctions, and their own fake life events and stories that I've had to keep meticulous track of. Some of them even engaged romantically with real people, though none in the present day. Nowadays the original friend group is split up, with some fake people being present in about each server that still has some kind of connection to the former group. One active group chat even has six alts and one real person. I literally have to keep this up like a puppetmaster because these pretend people have real, important connections to people I still care about. It's hard but I literally don't know how to resolve or change the situation without causing a wave of dispair and destruction in one way or another.
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i think that the βi do not control the ____β memes are generally tame and do not lend enough credence to the genuine absurdity of the original line that is
obviously, he noticed ... πͺπͺπͺπͺ Β© Melli ~ Donβt share/repost without credit please.
"lifes tough with no friends ay mags" fucking foul. reblog if you're maggies friend. like if you're maggies friend. ignore if you hate women
manthings have various diets
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Hey. Let's chew on wires. Together.
I don't know what Kaeya was like after his fight with Diluc but I would assume he was really messed up
I can imagine he probably found Jean first, unable to stay at the Winery and he was unsure where to go. Stumbling in the dark, soaked through with the rain. One hand is being used to stabilize himself on any surface he can touch to just not collapse and his other hand is clutching his brand new vision to his chest.
What a joke, to only survive, to get a vision when you are at your absolute lowest.
Jean of course would take Kaeya in, worried for her friend. A million questions race through her head as she struggles to get the boy to a seat. She's asking so many questions, what happened, why is he hurt, why didn't he go to the church, why didn't he go home, why is he alone, who did this. And Kaeya can't force himself to answer any of them.
He can barely stop shaking , either the aftermath of the events that just happened or how frozen to the bone he is from the rain.
He's injured, he's cold, he's terrified. And Jean helps him anyways, she tries her best to heal what she can, promising to call for a proper healer. She then finds dry clothes for him and only leaves for a moment for him to change.
When she returns she notices his vision, she asks him about it and for the first time since he arrived he speaks, "This saved my life.." and Jean is about to say thank Celestia for it but before the words can leave her he speaks once more, "What a cruel joke." He doesn't explain his words at her following questions, he goes silent once more. He's staring off as if he is mentally not there. Jean understands trauma responses, she's seen people like this a few times on the job. She never thought that she would see that look on Kaeyas face.
Her childhood friend has never looked this haunted before and it's almost enough to send chills down her back. So all she can do is talk to Kaeya, try and help him as much as she can.
In the next few days she notices how he only holds onto the vision loosely, as if he could care less if he lost it. He hardly glaces down at the thing, he doesn't want to look at it. She understands why he would treat it that way. He had told her about the fight with Diluc. She doesn't know why they fought, but she will be there for Kaeya first and Barbatos help Diluc if she is to see him at all within those first days after the fight because how could Diluc do this to his brother.
This is an old account i mainly use https://www.tumblr.com/stonehedge
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