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Zephy is currently thinking about:
The elusive concept of COOL and why humans are so driven to FITTING IN
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I have wondered the same thing. I would argue that many, if not all choices are made because people are so obsessed with fitting in. It is ironic that many trends and things people feel the need to be a part of are started by people trying to "break loose from the norm and be themselves". It's like in Tress, where she notes that everyone works so hard to be unique that they all do it together. I don't think it's an issue that people want to fit in; I think it's an issue when the things they do are against God and the way He has shown us to go.
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If @Robin Sedai gets to post pretty picture then do I! Spring time is finally here and it’s gorgeous.
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Oh my god I actually did it.
Zephy’s first (public) fan fiction.
It’s Graviry Falls, but I’m really proud of it, so I’m gonna post it here.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/46932808/chapters/118225684
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@Channelknight Fadran I was too excited about my fan fic to spellcheck, alright?

@Cinnamon You’ll have to tell me what you think of JB and update me with your progress! I’m always eager to talk about it.
I think the summary I posted on it works well:
QuoteIn which Ford goes through with finishing the portal out of spite after the disastrous test run, ft. FiddAuthor cuteness and the Bill/Fiddleford interactions my heart desires.
Basically it’s Weirdmageddon in the 80’s.
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Greetings 17th Shard,
I know I've gone by Star on here for the last four years, but I would appreciate being called Zephy now. Partially so new people aren't confused but also because I started going by Zephy literally everywhere else online and I really, really identify with it and will probably start going by it in college so... Yeah.
Have a nice week everyone! Zephy loves ya.
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I cannot think of a single female character who has impacted me in a significant way. So here I am, writing a female I can get behind. Star Celeste, everyone.
QuoteBy the time Star and her guard arrived at their apparent destination, she had begun to wonder if there was something more sinister behind her summons. No one would miss her if she was executed and they had absolutely no reason not to do so. They hadn’t cared about her husband’s death, why would they care about hers?
And she was surprised to find that she was actually excited about the prospect of being marched to her untimely death. She’d be stupid to think there was a possibility of escape, but by Fate, she’d give ‘em hell before the deed was done. Images of being forcefully injected with some death serum danced around in her head. She’d rip out the needle and give her assailant a kick, break their bones and deliver some impactful last words; something about her blood finally giving them a splash of color, perhaps? “Red actually suits you,” or, “glad I could introduce you to style.” Yeah. Yeah, that sounded good.Quote“Ah! Ms. Celeste!” The woman at the desk stood up, and it took a moment for Star to realize that she had spoken; actually spoken like a normal person instead of using that strange, mind-bending Enuller silent-speak. “Oh, it’s absolutely lovely to meet you! Have a seat; Darius will be in soon.”
Star gave the woman at the desk a glare that she hoped would wither the decorative grey succulents. She did not sit.
“Ah. Um… I am Emily Geiger, one of the head scientists in my department. Or, I guess the head scientist since Ryan… It- doesn’t matter. We study magic here, but I’ve never actually met a Narrator before! Although I have- Well, I guess we will get to that. You really can sit. There’s tea! If you want it. I thought you might, since the penitentiary isn’t very, ah, homey.”
That was one way to describe it. Star had already decided that she did not like this woman. Her tight, high ponytail seemed a mockery of Star’s low and loose one, the straight sides of her white labcoat jeering at Star’s extrusive curves. The Enuller’s whole demeanor screamed that Star was nothing more than another lab rat, a test subject, an interesting creature to observe.
“I don’t want tea,” Star said, projecting as much dignity as she could while wearing very undignified handcuffs and a tank top. How would Emily be acting, she wondered, if Star was free of her restraints, both physical and magical? At the very least, she could be glad her tank top showed off her sculpted arms. -
Inspiration flows like a river tonight; I have made MASSIVE leaps of organizational progress on my book series. It feels so much more doable now.
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Y'all, check out my sick nails.


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A few updates...
- I am still working on Of Demons, Shadows, and Tired Old Men!! I have too many ideas for the plot for this fic to go to waste! (for the uninformed, DSTOM is a Gravity Falls/Mistborn crossover fan fic and it is Good)
- Chronic pain is a female dog. I experience pain every day, but I do have limits to what I can handle, so after breaking down to tears, I am at home, eating chili and hot croissants, ice on my neck and ibuprofen in my system. Take care of your bodies, you guys. They're doing the best they can and are not out to get you.
- I has a r t and you are all entitled to see it. Behold the cuteness I have wrought:
Have a nice day, y'all. Ad Astra Per Aspera
