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Dystopian fiction stuff just for funsies, based on the Hunger Games "Hanging Tree" song cuz I was inspired by the different renditions of this song on Tiktok hahaha don't mind me cuz I'm boooooooooorrrrrrrrrreeedddddddd
This song is about a tree with birdcages on its branches. Cordelia encounters this tree during her time on the Surface. The tree with its birdcages look like a tree bearing fruits--except in this case, the "fruits" are the birds trapped in the cages; hence, the name "Birding Tree".
POV (Jasper taking Cordelia to the Birding Tree)
"I...I'm so sorry. About your gram'ma," I managed.
Jasper smiled as we continued treading through the grass. "Thanks...there was this lullaby she used to sing me. When I--when she passed, that lullaby, that was the first thing that came to mind. Funny, isn't it? I'd totally forgotten about it. It'd been years since she last sang it to me."
"Sorry, what--lala...bye?"
"Lull-a-by," he enunciated. "It's a bedtime song. Well, I don't know if it's actually written to be a lullaby, but she sang that to me at night."
"I didn't know you could sing someone to sleep." I probably sounded stupid saying that. He laughed.
"You learn something new everyday, huh?"
"When you've lived under the Surface, or 'under a rock', as you say, as long as I have, there's only so much you know," I quipped. "So, how did this...lull-a-by go?"
"Pardon?"
"Do you think you could...sing it to me? If you don't mind, of course."
He hesitated, looking around for a bit. "I guess I could. Since it's just you and me." He winked, and I could have sworn I almost tripped on air.
Are you...are you...
Comin' to the tree
We struck down a birdie
Singing in the breeze
Strange things have happened here,
No stranger would it be,
If we took...this birdie...
To the Birding Tree
Are you...are you...
Comin' to the tree
Hear a choir of birdsong
Raging to be free
Strange things have happened here
No stranger would it be,
If we took...these birdies...
To the Birding Tree
Are you...are you...
Comin' to the tree
Build a nest in this cage
Side by side with me
Strange things have happened here
No stranger would it be,
If Birdie stays awhile,
Here in the Birding Tree
We reached the top of the hill, and there was the tree. It had round little birdcages, hanging on its branches, like striped, hollowed-out apples. Each birdcage housed a little bird, tweeting away, looking around from its little abode.
"And, here we have it. The Birding Tree. Ta-daaaa...", he introduced lamely on purpose, and I laughed.
Dystopian fiction stuff just for funsies. Do whatever you want with them (as long as you credit me even tho I'm just another amateur hehe), I'm just throwing out ideas here and there. Cuz I'm bored.
Cordelia gets to the Surface, and during her stay there, she learns that a group of Surface-dwellers, the Rebels, are planning to overthrow the Underground Colony she came from, due to the Colony leeching off resources from the Surface. Cordelia feels guilty that she implicitly gave the Surface-dwellers information about the Core.
Earlier, Cordelia saw some of the Surface-dwellers in poverty and desolation, with some even fighting each other for food. She briefly considered bringing them back to the Colony for a better quality of life, despite having seen the Chipping procedure that takes away one's free will. A trade-off, basically. Trade in your free will for a roof over your head and a decent meal.
Cordelia feels torn. She's thinking of staying at the Surface to help improve the Surface-dwellers' way of life, but she's also worried that the uprising against the Colony would cause chaos, and in her worst-case-scenario imagination, possibly even destroy the Core and wipe out all life, both on the Surface and in the Underground ("which is NEVER gonna happen so STOP thinking about it," she scolds herself).
Cordelia had been taught, during her childhood Underground, that there was nothing good on the Surface. That it was literally uninhabitable; totally unfit for any and all life. As it turns out, there actually have been people living on the Surface. Now, she's just trying to keep everyone safe. She doesn't want to be caught in the crossfire. She doesn't want to have to take sides. She never wanted to betray the Colony, either. She just wanted to escape getting Chipped.
Cordelia had learned about this topic called "families" in her Pre-Disaster Studies. Where there was such a thing as a "mother" and a "father", instead of just Caretakers. Where there were "brothers" and "sisters" instead of just Batch-mates. Where this thing called "love" was supposed to thrive. She sometimes wondered what it would be like to be part of a family, instead of just being one of the 1,000,000 Batch babies looked after by Caretakers. She sometimes wondered if her Batch-mates could be considered "brothers" and "sisters". Some of her Batch-mates shared that sentiment, but were quickly shut down when their Caretakers reprimanded them with that creepy robotic tone. Other Batch members laughed at the mere idea.
When Cordelia went to the Surface, she saw how some of the Surface families behaved. She saw the loving and affectionate families and felt a sense of loss in herself, for something she had never had. She saw the cold and distant families and was reminded of her own Care Unit (a group made of Caretakers and their respective Batch members). She thought that their reasons of their aloofness were the same as those of the Care Units in the Underground Colony; that is, to avoid any attachment, especially love, that may be a detriment to the collective wellbeing of the Colony, or in this case, the rest of the Surface-dwellers' society. Still then, there were downright cruel and abusive families, making her perplexed about the complexity of families.
Random dystopian fiction lore just for funsies
Cordelia learned about her Namesake from the previous century. Past-Cordelia had a rebellious streak. She was very carefree.
Past-Cordelia actually came from the Surface, but was curious and inquisitive. She saw a curious-looking manhole (the same one that Present-Cordelia crawled out of when she escaped) and crawled in.
Past-Cordelia's presence in the Colony caused quite the outrage. The Colony authorities could not afford to let slip that an Outsider had crawled in, lest the rest of the Colony realise that there were indeed people dwelling on the Surface and that everything that they had been taught was a lie.
Unbeknownst to the Underground, Past-Cordelia was actually a spy sent to the Underground.
More dystopian fiction lore just for funsies (and I'm sorry for the inaccuracies and not-very-knowledgeable Geography stuff and continuity issues. This is just me having fun with fiction so do with it as you will as long as you credit me for it hahahahaha yes I know I'm an amateur but I'm just expanding this lore for funsies)
Cordelia was actually a perfect clone of Past-Cordelia. Present-Cordelia is actually Cordelia II. Cordelia I (the original from the Surface) was genetically engineered in a lab on the Surface, so the first Cordelia also didn't have parents. She was literally created to be a child soldier. This leads Cordelia II to feel like she has no identity at all ("I mean, none of us in the Colony ever had an identity of our own to begin with," she recalls.)
When the very first Colonists dug Underground, they used their advanced technologies to push back the magma so there would be more space Underground to build their Colony. This led to the Core overheating, which could possibly cause it to explode, so they quickly had to construct some tunnels leading away from the Core to certain parts of the Surface. This led to lava leaks on the Surface in those areas, creating more volcanoes and volcanic eruptions in the process.
This led to the Surface becoming more dangerous than it already was. Jasper still feels bitter towards the Underground for having endangered his home and his family. When the Colonists had started pushing back the magma, it led to the Surface getting colder, with occasional startling bouts of lava spurts. Therefore, the temperature on the Surface became more unstable than it already was.
Mystery/maybe-fantasy fiction world building stuff for funsies
Rowena "Winnie" Hart was accepted into a prestigious fantasy school. Her primary motivation is to find the people who murdered her parents and restore justice to her family. She believes that the murderers are linked to a secret society connected with the school.
Her parents, Jacques Hart and Lorelei Hart née Preston, used to study at the school. Her parents were part of the secret society, and were very prominent, high-ranking members. Therefore, Winnie was very famous in the school. The Hart Family was a very prestigious family with good standing. The Preston Family, Winnie's mother's family, was a family of renowned Healers and Potion-brewers.
Jacques and Lorelei had a very romantic and happy love life together, but tragically died young (for a reason that I am still trying to figure out, BTW. I'm also tryna figure out the circumstances of how they died, and whether they died when Winnie was a baby, or more recently).
Lorelei also used to be the Poisoner for the secret society; she was very good at Healing, but found Poisons to be more fascinating. She therefore exercised this talent (secretly, of course; only the society knows about it and they themselves gave her that job) to take out the enemies of the society and the school (the rest of the school didn't know about it). Of course, Lorelei also used her Healing talents publicly when needed.
I fell in love with the Olivia Rodrigo song, "Can't Catch Me Now" so I couldn't help imagining this song in one of my story scenarios. It's just so hauntingly beautiful, I couldn't help it hehe
Gus remembered the song his mother used to sing to him, either when they were dancing in the fields outside their cottage or when she was rocking him to sleep, soothing away his fears about his father no longer being around to protect them both. He remembered not understanding the words in the song as he waddled around in the grass or as he lay in bed with his eyes half-shut. He also remembered thinking that his mother sounded angry as she sang the song, though he knew it wasn't directed at him.
There's blood on the side of the mountain
There's writing all over the wall
The shadows of us are still dancing
In every room, in every hall
"What does that mean?" a wee little Gus remembered asking innocently.
"It's...it's hard to explain, honey," she smiled sadly.
"Is it about Daddy?" he piped up. His mum's smile faltered, and he knew he'd struck a nerve. "S-sorry, sorry Mummy, never mind--"
"No, it's okay, dear," she said, though Gus thought he saw a glistening tear threatening to escape from her eye.
Oh, I'm in the trees, I'm in the breeze
My footsteps on the ground
You'll see my face in every place
But you can't catch me now...
The tune was haunting to him, yet strangely soothing. He never quite understood the song, but that wasn't what he cared about. It just somehow felt like his mother would always be there with him, even if it's just a ghost of her.
Fantasy school world building for fun
Rowena Snow is the name of a distant ancestor of Winnie Hart's. Winnie was named after her. Rowena was the youngest of seven Snow children, with one of her sisters being Hildegard Snow. Hildegard Snow was very influential and remarkable in her day (for whatever reason I don't know yet). Winnie Hart looks and acts very much like Rowena Snow, but Hildegard Snow is the direct distant ancestor of Winnie Hart (whether through Winnie's mum or dad, I'm not sure yet).
When I was ten, I had a dream influenced by Harry Potter and LOTR/Hobbit despite never having watched the movies or read the books. If you wanna make a story out of this, just make sure to credit me as the original dreamer hehehehehehe...Enjoy~
Frodo was riding a Harry Potter broom in the middle of the night. (I'll call him Fro from now on) Fro's job was to bring this magical golden disc to an Old Wizard in the Woods every year, because the magic of the disc was the only thing keeping the town safe from outside threats. The Old Wizard's job was to renew the magic of the disc because the disc magic needs maintaining every year.
This year, however, and on this particular night, the Old Wizard said he couldn't cast his spell on the disc because it had been damaged. The wizard thinks the enemy must have damaged it on purpose so that any magic renewal on the disc will corrupt the magic and endanger the town. Just at that moment, the disc magically falls through the floor, and the wizard tells Fro that the enemy magically teleported the disc to his (the enemy's) lair. So now it is Fro's job to get the disc back.
So, Fro hops on his broom and flies off into the night, beginning his great adventure.
And then I woke up. The end
I don't even know HOW I got THIS dream. My head must have been wild that night. It had some My Little Pony elements and a surprise cameo of a Chinese teen celebrity who's also a student (at least during the year I was dreaming) if I'm not mistaken. As usual, credit me as the dreamer if you wanna make a wild story out of this hehe enjoy~ (and also, I ASSURE you this was a genuine dream and not my conscious decision to make up a story. It was my subconscious sleeping that somehow decided to make this up, I KID YOU NOT) Enjoy anyway~
There was a girl who lived in a slum-orphanage with some friends. One day, she and her friends had a potato-eating contest. But the potatoes turned out to be rotten so everyone got sick. Except that girl. While the friends were busy recuperating, someone afterwards revealed that the girl was actually LITERALLY made from potatoes, hence her not getting sick from the rotten ones. Cuz once upon a time, there was a woman (a witch, actually) who took a pile of potatoes, cast a spell on it, and the potatoes turned into a baby, aka the main character girl.
Everyone hated the girl and ostracised her just cuz she was made of potatoes. But Potato Girl's friends still stuck by her and still insisted on being her friends anyway, so Tater Girl feels better. There was also a boy who kept bullying Miss Tater Tot cuz of her being a clump of potatoes, but her friends told him off and told Tater Girl not to care about the boy.
Tater Girl decides to find the truth about her existence and find her "mother" (the witch who created her) to get some answers, like why she created her in the first place. Tater Girl leaves the orphan-slum and goes out into the city. Eventually she bumps into a lady who is actually the sister of the witch (so she's kinda like Tater Girl's "aunt"). Aunty, after learning about Tater Girl's origins, immediately accepts her as family (way better treatment than what the majority of the orphan-slum gave Tater Girl) and invites her to her home where Tater Girl meets Aunty's children (Tater Girl's "cousins", I guess?).
They all get along really well, despite them knowing that Tater Girl is, well, a Tater Girl, and Tater Girl comes to the self-realisation that if God allowed her to exist despite not being conceived the normal way for humans, then He definitely gave her a human soul and He definitely loves her as a human anyway, and she definitely deserves as much love as any other human does. Also, Tater Girl decides it doesn't matter whether she meets her witch "mother". She's already happy with her friends and her newfound family, and she doesn't feel the need for any more answers.
After Tater Girl goes home, she is hanging out with her friends at the mall one day, when she bumps into this guy (who is actually the Chinese cameo I was talking about just now; I won't say the celeb's name, though. I'll just call this guy Cameo from now on). Cameo recognises her and tells her that they were actually friends when they were young. Ever since they separated, Cameo had been looking for her, and he had even written a song about her (yes, Cameo is a famous singer in my dream, just like the celeb teen in real life). Tater Girl tells Cameo about her being a clump of potatoes but he doesn't mind.
Later on, the boy who had been bullying Tater Girl goes to see her, and acknowledges that he was in the wrong for bullying her. Tater Girl has already let go of Bully Boy's past bullying, but she walks away from him to let him figure things out on his own. Also she just wants to live her own life in peace. She's not offering friendship to Bully Boy yet, but she acknowledges that he was at least decent enough to acknowledge his mistakes.
Then I woke up, the end.
I had to shut down my wattpad account for uhh reasons and now I have a quotev one and I posted a oneshot just now and I'm kind enough to share itttt. It's a Kiri x NB reader titled Daisies-
No one's pov-
Kirishima is the type of boyfriend to take you out on romantic dates and spoil you rotten even though you tell him it's not necessary. So today was one of those days- Kiri was taking y/n out to a picnic in the park. He had it all planned out and he was just about to knock on y/n's door.
𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕜
Y/n opened the door and their face lit up when they saw Kiri standing there with a basket. Y/n hugged Kiri,
"I missed you!", they said.
"Aww babe I missed you too- but I'm here now!", Kiri replied kissing y/n's forehead. Y/n closed the door and kiri led them to his car which was parked in the driveway. The couple got in the car and starting driving to the park, when they got there Kiri -being the manly man he is- opened the door for y/n.
Y/n giggled and stepped out of the car and held Kiri's warm hand. Kiri was big, way bigger than y/n- so when y/n held his hand, their hand was engulfed by his own. Kiri chucked at this and he softly tugged y/n's hand telling them to follow him.
"Come on this way!", he said excitedly. Y/n smiled and followed him, they stepped off the trail and walked into the woods. "Kiri..why did we leave the trail?", y/n questioned. "Oh you'll see", he replied with a wink. Kiri could tell y/n was blushing even though he couldn't see it, with that he smirked to himself and continued walking. About 10 minutes later they reached a meadow outside of the woods, "Woah Kiri it's beautiful!", y/n said in awe. "I was hoping you'd like it", Kiri stated with a smile. He kissed their cheek and rolled out the picnic mat, he put the basket on top of the mat and sat down. Kiri patted a spot next to him.
"Come on y/n sit with me darling", he said. Y/n got flustered and sat down next to him, they leaned their head on his shoulder.
"This is nice Kiri thanks for bringing me here", they softly said.
"Of course baby", he whispered back.
Then they ate the food that Kiri brought, "Wow Kiri did you make this!?", y/n asked while eating.
"Yeah I did", he replied blushing slightly. Y/n noticed this and poked his cheek,
"Aww your blushing!", they gushed. Kiri turned his head and slightly bit y/n's finger which was poking him.
"Nom Nom", he replied.
Y/n gasped and took her finger back, "Kiri nooo", they whined.
"Kiri yesss", he whined back and bit their finger again. Y/n blushed and looked away, "F-Fine you win", they said.
Once they were done with the food Kiri put the empty plates and wrappers in the basket and he laid on his back with Y/n in his strong arms.
"Do you know how much I love you?", Kiri asked y/n looking down at their face. "..This much?", y/n asked while stretching their arms out wide.
Kiri chuckled and booped their nose, "No, nothing can show how much I love you- I love you too much!"
Y/n kissed his cheek and nodded while blushing. They squirmed out of Kiri's loving embrace and went to explore the meadow, Kiri laid still on the blanket watching his baby walk around. Y/n picked daisies and made a makeshift bouquet, they walked back to Kiri and gave him the bouquet.
"For you my prince", y/n said with a smile. "Ahh thank you my love", he said playing along. They looked at eachother and burst out laughing a few moments later. Kiri grabbed y/n and dragged them down onto his chest, he cuddled y/n while looking up at the sunset. Y/n squirmed around to look at the sky as well.
Moments like these made y/n feel special and safe because she knew she would always have Eijirou Kirishima forever and always.
Kiri was patting y/n back and with the other hand he held the bouquet that y/n made for him. He glanced at it and smiled happily, how did he ever get so lucky? He looked down at y/n's face- their eyes were lit up looking at the sunset, he took a deep breath and looked back up.
He loves y/n and that will never change. ---------------------------------------------------------------Yeah it's not the best but I'm kinda proud of it! My username on quotev is DevilishAngel
Above is just a reference.
aNyWaY- tell me what you think!
xoxo!
I want to date a photographer. I wanna be their muse while they’re mine. I think an artist and photographer duo is so underrated n interesting
I asked someone in warrior cats id I could draw there morph they were an artist too so we both picked a morph and drew it this is one I did hehe.
Just did an mbti personality test for Player. Basically, what kind of personality test for Player with knowing what they're like as of late. I tried to be as accurate as possible and answer as I would think Player would behave. And uhh...
Nah I totally didn't just get the one personality type that says "Protagonist" For Player They truly are a protagonist, even down to the personality, so props for wish on that.