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aricene


Writer. My current projects probably won't leave me the time to write fanfiction (edit: psych!), but I love reading yours! They/them. Avatar art by hunternif.

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Disaster lesbian Sunset Shimmer tries to get through her days.

Warnings: discussed parental abuse and implied suicidal ideation. Neither of these are shown in-scene, but I feel it's enough to warrant the tag.

Chapters (2)
Comments ( 10 )

A bit heavy on the Sadset for my tastes. Yes, the extreme immigrant situation tracks, but the species dysphoria and especially the endometriosis feel like heaping abuse on her for the sake of drama. Granted, some of this could just be a case of clashing headcanons. In any case, good to see friends help her bring the waveform up to its apex.

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Thank you for the kind words and feedback! Some of the first chapter came while riding low on my own personal waveform, and that's probably a little too visible.

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My other projects are linked to my real name. I'll have to think about whether I'm comfortable linking them here or not.

When I glance at her out of the side of my eye, I see the sweater is a hoodie. And it’s got a logo on it. The N7 symbol from the Romance Effect games. That’s great. Advertising to people the kinds of things she likes.

:rainbowlaugh: that’s what they should actually be called

What's a "Disaster lesbian"?

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A person who is both a disaster and a lesbian, combining the best qualities of these in a gayer, more disorganized and socially awkward union.

I feel all of this on a deep, personal level.

If I had to pick one word to describe the tone of y = sin (x - π), it would be “unrelenting”. Even through a first chapter of moderate length, you make the blows to Sunset’s life come hard and fast, layering one on top of the other just to drive home that feeling of, as you put it, desperation. That feeling of being lost and caught up and alone. Much of what’s happened is out of her hands, some is of her own making, but it doesn’t even matter because the spiral’s out of control by now.

Add to that some painfully evocative stand-alone sentences and… yeah. “Unrelenting”.

Every time I talk about my problems, I feel worse about them. And so I don’t talk.

Like here. Such a basic statement of issue and solution, but with so much gravity behind it. It’s as if you’ve condensed everything that comes before, along with the implication of months of rejection and despair, into two sentences.

The quieter my moods get, the more dangerous they are.

Bloody hell, that hits home. I could spend the rest of this comment just quoting lines like these – you pack so many in here, about so much of Sunset’s personality.

And then you do something really interesting with the second chapter. You don’t change the tone of the story – it’s still wrapped in the same overarching bleakness, but it’s like you give another direction, another avenue for Sunset to confront it. Her talks with Applejack and Wallflower are simple in nature but brimming with hidden meaning; you do a great job of packing a lot of significance into what looks to be small talk on the surface.

For instance, your little touch of angst in Wallflower’s description is wonderfully subtle. Her tiny implication in what is otherwise a very casual chat demands to be read twice to fully appreciate it, and Sunset’s little analysis of “abuse and exploitation” is the perfect one-two punch to realise that Wallflower was subtly projecting her own issues onto her analysis of Sunset’s situation. Argh, that’s so bloody good.

Overall, I definitely wasn’t expecting the second chapter to head in the direction it did, considering the first. But I’m glad it did. You demonstrate a broad set of skills in writing both pessimistic and optimistic narratives as part of the same story, while making both halves equally memorable – that’s seriously impressive, especially for a first story. A fantastic read, thank you.

And you know what? It took me a second read-through to fully appreciate the significance of the very first sentence in this story. That was a lovely little touch.

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