I Only Sink Deeper The Deeper I Think - Tumblr Posts
My second attempt to contribute to Whumptober
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Linked Universe - Fandom, The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Hyrule & Legend (Linked Universe) Additional Tags: Self-Harm, Derealization, Angst, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Anxiety Attacks, Really not sure if this is graphic but it's detailed, So be warned, Whump, Still not sure if this is technically whump but I hope so, Series: Part 2 of The Nature of Dreams Summary:
Sometimes, Legend would think he was stuck in a dream again. Thankfully, he now had a method for verifying if he was in reality or not. But according to Hyrule, it's not a very "good" method.
Whumptober day 29: Troubled past resurfacing, "I only sink deeper the deeper I think"
I ended up doing some minor editing and some adding to my fic. I felt really rushed while writing this story, and I wasn’t completely satisfied with how it turned out. So I went back and hopefully made it better.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Linked Universe - Fandom, The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Hyrule & Legend (Linked Universe) Additional Tags: Self-Harm, Derealization, Angst, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Anxiety Attacks, Really not sure if this is graphic but it's detailed, So be warned, Whump, Still not sure if this is technically whump but I hope so Series: Part 2 of The Nature of Dreams Summary:
Sometimes, Legend would think he was stuck in a dream again. Thankfully, he now had a method for verifying if he was in reality or not. Who cares if this method isn't exactly "healthy"?
Whumptober day 29: Troubled past resurfacing, "I only sink deeper the deeper I think"
scented candle / troubled past resurfacing / what happened to me (I only sink deeper the deeper I think)
Ocean Breeze.
An innocuous name for a candle. A pairing of words designed to calm and soothe as much as the scent of the candle itself. It wasn't really very much like the ocean, though. Nothing about it screamed 'salty spray' the way the words did to Faye's mind.
Although... why did she have an idea in her mind of what an ocean breeze would smell like?
A peculiar combination of emotions stole over her. Fear, unreasonable and baffling. Anticipation, an anxious sort of excitement that almost made her hopeful.
Was her troubled past resurfacing at last? Would she finally glean some answers as to who she really was, where she had been before, what type of world she had come from? Maybe even one of the most desperate questions she had... what happened to me?!
She clenched her eyes shut as tight as possible and brought the candle to her nose to inhale deeply. There had to be something... some memory tied to this aroma. Or, to the breeze off the ocean? Water? WHAT WAS THE ANSWER? WHO WAS SHE?!
I only sink deeper, the deeper I think.
With a shriek of frustration she threw the candle as hard as she could, hearing it shatter as it hit a wall. Countless voices sprang up from all around as well. Concerned onlookers, bewildered but unhappy sales people, the deep voice of a no-tolerance-for-bullshit manager cutting through the murmurs of the crowd.
Faye dashed an arm across her eyes to get rid of any evidence of tears that may have been forming. Scowling at everyone in sight, she angrily strode away before anyone could think to restrain her for the damage she'd caused.
Fucking pointless. What did any of it matter anyway? Who cared about the past or answers? Life was full of uncertainty and the future was built on lies.
Stalking through the mall, she stumbled as she went by a burbling indoor fountain in the center of the food court. A quick glance at the ground didn't reveal any puddles or wetness that she could discern. Shaking her head to clear it, she continued on her way. The notion of retail therapy had quickly lost its appeal and all she wanted to do now was get back to the Bebop and drink herself into a stupor.
No need for past memories when your mind was too muddled to even remember the here and now.