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docholligay replied to your post

“I intended to write something fluffy and Outers Family-Oriented for…”

Okay before I get into a more ~detailed analysis~ I have to tell you that I had almost the same idea for a story holy fuck, the mindweasels are spreading

Wow, I actually had the thought partway through that you or someone else might have decided on the same idea for Michiru’s birthday. WEIRD. 

docholligay replied to your post: I intended to write something fluffy a…

“Haruka’s marker had clearly started to die by the time she’d gotten to the “iru.” This detail is so good, so clever, and so in character. It really makes the passage come alive!

Ah, I’d glad you liked that bit! I love thinking about Haruka before she can fully express her extravagant side. Someday, she will have the ability and the confidence to throw Michiru the best (/worst) birthday party in the world, but right now all she has is a big piece of paper and some crayola markers. 

docholligay replied to your post: I intended to write something fluffy a…

But horses also race, so.” She let her eyes meet Michiru’s for a split second. “So.” *INCOHERENT SCREAMING*

fortythousandth replied to your post: I intended to write something fluffy a…

MY HEART. I have such a weakness for S-era angst, GEEZ. The Poseidon bit was fabulous, and the struggle of Michiru’s inner and outer dialogue was especially good here.

Thank you! I struggled  with whether to do the Poseidon bit or not, so I’m extra glad you enjoyed it. I liked the way it functioned, but I couldn’t decide if it was too obvious or not obvious enough.

fortythousandth replied to your post: I intended to write something fluffy a…

“For the first time in years, Michiru felt a real urge to cry.” YES

docholligay replied to your post: I intended to write something fluffy a…

I love the whole motif of them almost doing a…humanity exchange. As they are together, Michiru gains an ability to be loved, to be disappointed. As Haruka is forced to kill, she loses that softness in her, that tenderness.

I hadn’t thought about it in those terms before, but YES. Heaven help Michiru if it ever occurs to HER that way. She gets a real hope for the world, a belief in something worth fighting for, crying for, dying for, and Haruka gets to lose hope. I’d say the realization would make her hate herself, but this is Michiru so she’s already there ;__;

docholligay replied to your post: I intended to write something fluffy a…

Oh man, the ending kills me, just kills me.

I almost had Michiru look Haruka in the eye the whole time, too, but that felt too horrible for everyone.

Hello! Randomly popping into your inbox to say that I’m super curious about the tags on your most recent post (the otpprompts one) about the Silver Millennium! If it wouldn’t be giving away the plot of a fic to come in the future, I’d really like to hear more of your views on the SilMil!

Ohmygosh Hi! I’m really flattered that you want to know  more! I absolutely don’t mind sharing my thoughts, since I feel like with  SilMil fics, the fun is in the details rather than the broad strokes.
I have to preface this by saying that I’m terrible and mix canons for my
headcanon, so I tend to end up going with manga/new myu SilMil but an
anime-based 20thcentury.
I see SilMil Uranus and Neptune being a lot like Haruka and Michiru, except
Uranus is even more headstrong and reckless and Neptune adheres absolutely to
her duty. Uranus needs people and feels like having this power means she needs to
protect people, and there haven’t been any outside threats for god knows how
many years, so why should she stay in her castle so far away from everyone? She
makes visits to the Moon often enough that she’s nearly as close to Serenity as
her guardians are. Venus hates her
for it. She has literally one job, and she’s not doing it. But she also envies her ability to disregard all she’s supposed to be, so she can’t
bring herself to make her stop (she absolutely could make Uranus toe the line,
with physical/magical force or with disciplinary action through Queen
Serenity).
Neptune, meanwhile, does stay alone in her castle, with only her mirror for
company. The mirror could show her a lot of things, but like a good soldier,
she only uses it for her duty. She looks for intruders from outside the solar
system.
But the war between Moon and Earth is coming, and without the Silver Crystal,
there will be nothing to draw threats for thousands of years. So what she sees
are flashes of the Death Busters. Maybe Galaxia on occasion. And she sees
herself fighting them, alongside the woman she’ll love. She doesn’t know when
they’ll meet, but they have the same duty, so surely, someday, they’ll be
together.
Then the War happens. Neptune feels when the first senshi dies, and then
another. She does not leave her post, her duty was drilled into her, she will
stay. But when she feels a third senshi die, she casts her mirror to watch.
Uranus is with them, fighting. Uranus is with them, dying. She sees it this
time along with feeling it.
Serenity dies, and then the Queen.
Neptune’s duty means nothing now.  It
never meant anything, her kingdom burned and she stood by. Any future she’d hoped for was gone.
She leaves for the first time since she was stationed. She doesn’t expect to
find anyone alive on the moon, but she finds Saturn.