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Shion is, of course, aware that Valentine's Day approaches. It's not a holiday he puts much stock in, having never been one for relationships, but it is one he very much enjoys. Depending on how prevalent the holiday is wherever they're living, he's usually on the receiving end of various sweets, flowers, and trinkets, all of which he likes a great deal. He gets attention, which is his favorite of all the options. Back at Decelis, there'd also been the annual slew of drama as couples formed and dissipated and traded players, and he loves gossip as much as he loves rom-coms, possibly more. Granted, that kind of stuff happens wherever there are people, but high school just brought forth such a proliferation of it.

In Darrow, there's no such source of entertainment — not, at least, at such a high volume. His investment now is more mundane — cooking up some marketing campaign he'd already mostly forgotten by the time it rolled out, helping pick out cards and candy for Sophie to give out to any classmates she so chooses. As much as he misses the ongoing soap opera of his old classmates, he also... doesn't. He enjoyed a lot about attending Decelis, but he could do without spending so much time around so many teenagers for a good long while.

His life has grown remarkably unremarkable. Peaceful. When he thinks about it, it's the kind of life he always hoped for. Of course, he'll wind up bored and find trouble at some point, but being able to fall back on a quiet, comfortable home life is a blessing he doesn't think he can actually take for granted. It's something that typically comes to an end all too quickly for them. He's lost too many homes, had to upend everything quickly to become someone else, over and over again. As much as the restrictions of Darrow chafe, as nervous as they can make him, there's a certain comfort, too, in not having that option. A select few people know him for what he is and haven't bolted to grab their pitchforks. There's... stability.

There's Sophie. There's Solon. There's Shion standing in front of a florist, zoning out. As the door to the florist opens, a bell rings out, and Shion shakes his head as if he can shake the thoughts out of it. Or back into it, one of those. The windows are festooned with pink and ribbons, and there are roses everywhere in a wild proliferation of colors. He lifts his phone to check the time — a little left to kill before he goes to pick up Sophie from school. Maybe he'll bring some flowers to her when he does so.

He gets a little wistful about these things, admittedly. All those gifts he got over the years were nice, but he's never had someone to give things to or take out on a real date or anything like that. It's doubtful he ever will. Love isn't for people like them. He gets all his romance secondhand from movies.

Movies have also taught him, though, that you've got to add your own romance to the world. Maybe he'll never have true love or whatever, but he has whimsy, goddammit. And, by the time he leaves the store, he's also got an armful of flowers, mostly roses and carnations. There's a small bouquet for Sophie, another to brighten up their kitchen, and a few individually wrapped. Smiling, he grabs one from the pile as he walks, slowing as he offers it. "Flower?"

[ Find Shion at the florist, before or after he makes his purchase, or on his way to pick up Sophie, and get a flower for Friday the 13th! Open until this says always, and a good time to meet him or meet up again. ]

I thought were buried for good

Feb. 11th, 2026 05:44 pm
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[personal profile] free_me posting in [community profile] thecityneversleeps
 Nothing but the truth now
Nothing but the proof of what I am


It didn’t hurt. That was strange. He could see the disintegration of his limbs—only peripherally, because his focus was on her.

I tried to fix it, I tried to fight it
My head was twisted, my heart divided


He still heard it: the last song he was going to hear, and so glad it was her voice.

…without the lies…

They’d never lied to each other. Everyone else, but not them.

I broke into a million pieces, and I can't go back

He was aware of his body as it broke apart, and it felt wonderful. Each molecule sang joyous as they untethered from the hateful whole. Gwi-ma meant it to be damning and instead it was, finally, freeing.

But now I'm seeing all the beauty in the broken glass

Because it was for her. Not out of hatred or fear, but the opposites.
This was immortality: the unfear of death. To live for someone else.

As the last tether burst, he felt what he’d lost so long ago: his soul, all the pain of it, the aching brightness, ecstatic to flow from him to her.

It didn’t undo what he’d done, didn’t justify, but it was good. There was a marvel of humanity that demons forgot: unlike demons, humans could be both good and bad at once. Whatever brought him here to perform this only real service was now part of this shining thread and would not be forgone.

So we're not heroes, we're still survivors

He was neither, But you are. Thank you for letting me help you, just this once.

And with a breath of relief, he was gone.



Then with another breath, rasping harsh, he was back.

He had fingers and curled them into the ground.

He had a body that felt heavy and cold.

He raised the head he had and opened new, old—very old—eyes.

And said, scratchily:

“Um… what?”




He became aware of the shapes of a city around him. For a flash, he wondered if everything had been a dream… or if he was being returned to how he'd started—

He started scrabbling at the ground in rising panic. "No… no no no no no I won't go back you can't make me"


[OOC:
 Also, he's fully naked. SOS? Anywhere your character would be! Multithreads welcome!]
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[staff profile] denise posting in [site community profile] dw_news
Back in August of 2025, we announced a temporary block on account creation for users under the age of 18 from the state of Tennessee, due to the court in Netchoice's challenge to the law (which we're a part of!) refusing to prevent the law from being enforced while the lawsuit plays out. Today, I am sad to announce that we've had to add South Carolina to that list. When creating an account, you will now be asked if you're a resident of Tennessee or South Carolina. If you are, and your birthdate shows you're under 18, you won't be able to create an account.

We're very sorry to have to do this, and especially on such short notice. The reason for it: on Friday, South Carolina governor Henry McMaster signed the South Carolina Age-Appropriate Design Code Act into law, with an effective date of immediately. The law is so incredibly poorly written it took us several days to even figure out what the hell South Carolina wants us to do and whether or not we're covered by it. We're still not entirely 100% sure about the former, but in regards to the latter, we're pretty sure the fact we use Google Analytics on some site pages (for OS/platform/browser capability analysis) means we will be covered by the law. Thankfully, the law does not mandate a specific form of age verification, unlike many of the other state laws we're fighting, so we're likewise pretty sure that just stopping people under 18 from creating an account will be enough to comply without performing intrusive and privacy-invasive third-party age verification. We think. Maybe. (It's a really, really badly written law. I don't know whether they intended to write it in a way that means officers of the company can potentially be sentenced to jail time for violating it, but that's certainly one possible way to read it.)

Netchoice filed their lawsuit against SC over the law as I was working on making this change and writing this news post -- so recently it's not even showing up in RECAP yet for me to link y'all to! -- but here's the complaint as filed in the lawsuit, Netchoice v Wilson. Please note that I didn't even have to write the declaration yet (although I will be): we are cited in the complaint itself with a link to our August news post as evidence of why these laws burden small websites and create legal uncertainty that causes a chilling effect on speech. \o/

In fact, that's the victory: in December, the judge ruled in favor of Netchoice in Netchoice v Murrill, the lawsuit over Louisiana's age-verification law Act 456, finding (once again) that requiring age verification to access social media is unconstitutional. Judge deGravelles' ruling was not simply a preliminary injunction: this was a final, dispositive ruling stating clearly and unambiguously "Louisiana Revised Statutes §§51:1751–1754 violate the First Amendment of the U.S. Constitution, as incorporated by the Fourteenth Amendment of the U.S. Constitution", as well as awarding Netchoice their costs and attorney's fees for bringing the lawsuit. We didn't provide a declaration in that one, because Act 456, may it rot in hell, had a total registered user threshold we don't meet. That didn't stop Netchoice's lawyers from pointing out that we were forced to block service to Mississippi and restrict registration in Tennessee (pointing, again, to that news post), and Judge deGravelles found our example so compelling that we are cited twice in his ruling, thus marking the first time we've helped to get one of these laws enjoined or overturned just by existing. I think that's a new career high point for me.

I need to find an afternoon to sit down and write an update for [site community profile] dw_advocacy highlighting everything that's going on (and what stage the lawsuits are in), because folks who know there's Some Shenanigans afoot in their state keep asking us whether we're going to have to put any restrictions on their states. I'll repeat my promise to you all: we will fight every state attempt to impose mandatory age verification and deanonymization on our users as hard as we possibly can, and we will keep actions like this to the clear cases where there's no doubt that we have to take action in order to prevent liability.

In cases like SC, where the law takes immediate effect, or like TN and MS, where the district court declines to issue a temporary injunction or the district court issues a temporary injunction and the appellate court overturns it, we may need to take some steps to limit our potential liability: when that happens, we'll tell you what we're doing as fast as we possibly can. (Sometimes it takes a little while for us to figure out the exact implications of a newly passed law or run the risk assessment on a law that the courts declined to enjoin. Netchoice's lawyers are excellent, but they're Netchoice's lawyers, not ours: we have to figure out our obligations ourselves. I am so very thankful that even though we are poor in money, we are very rich in friends, and we have a wide range of people we can go to for help.)

In cases where Netchoice filed the lawsuit before the law's effective date, there's a pending motion for a preliminary injunction, the court hasn't ruled on the motion yet, and we're specifically named in the motion for preliminary injunction as a Netchoice member the law would apply to, we generally evaluate that the risk is low enough we can wait and see what the judge decides. (Right now, for instance, that's Netchoice v Jones, formerly Netchoice v Miyares, mentioned in our December news post: the judge has not yet ruled on the motion for preliminary injunction.) If the judge grants the injunction, we won't need to do anything, because the state will be prevented from enforcing the law. If the judge doesn't grant the injunction, we'll figure out what we need to do then, and we'll let you know as soon as we know.

I know it's frustrating for people to not know what's going to happen! Believe me, it's just as frustrating for us: you would not believe how much of my time is taken up by tracking all of this. I keep trying to find time to update [site community profile] dw_advocacy so people know the status of all the various lawsuits (and what actions we've taken in response), but every time I think I might have a second, something else happens like this SC law and I have to scramble to figure out what we need to do. We will continue to update [site community profile] dw_news whenever we do have to take an action that restricts any of our users, though, as soon as something happens that may make us have to take an action, and we will give you as much warning as we possibly can. It is absolutely ridiculous that we still have to have this fight, but we're going to keep fighting it for as long as we have to and as hard as we need to.

I look forward to the day we can lift the restrictions on Mississippi, Tennessee, and now South Carolina, and I apologize again to our users (and to the people who temporarily aren't able to become our users) from those states.
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He’d always had great vision, but lately it’d been harder and harder to read the tiny print on the charting software they used at DGH and he’d been squinting more and more, which had meant he’d ended more than one shift with a headache. His primary charge nurse Nancy had started looking over her own readers at him with a very particular “doctors are so stupid” look. Lena had given him the same look when he’d been dense. Maybe they taught that look in Charge Nurse School, because he knew there was one. Maybe not officially, but there was one.

Robby had started looking concerned about the persistent headaches too, so Jack gave up and made an appointment with an optometrist for after his post-shift nap one Monday. Dr. Adam had reminded him that age came to them all and then examined him, which consisted of saying that 1 or 2 was better or worse or maybe the same for what seemed like forever. In the end, the diagnosis was that he needed reading glasses. No need to order a prescription pair yet, though, since every pharmacy would have a display of basic readers. Jack thanked the good doctor for his expertise and went to buy some glasses.

There were a lot of what he’d consider more feminine options, which didn’t surprise him at all. He’d resisted getting glasses for probably too long and he was sure it wasn’t an uncommon masculine trait. He tried on wire-framed ones, but those looked too much like he should be wearing a turtleneck and talking about computers. Then he tried on some black acrylic ones with kind of a Buddy Holly vibe, but those were too close to the Birth Control Glasses he hadn’t needed in Basic. Honestly, how did anyone ever decide on this? Fuck it, maybe he’d just close his eyes and point.

The pair he ended up with when he did that wasn’t too bad and he bought it, then went to the coffee shop next door to drink coffee and read the paper, mostly as a test. If they didn’t work, he could go back to the pharmacy and get a different pair.

[[Jack has brand new reading glasses. Find him at the drugstore deciding which pair to get or at the coffee shop getting used to reading with them. Timed to this afternoon, post title from a Mellencamp lyric]]

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Feb. 7th, 2026 03:41 pm
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[personal profile] whenwego posting in [community profile] thecityneversleeps
Jade Herrera is rich as shit again.

He’s not a billionaire, he’s not even a millionaire, though he could be again, depending on how well the apps do. But he’s rich enough that he’s already moved out of the shitty Darrow apartment and bought himself a gorgeous fucking penthouse near the park, he’s furnished it, and he’s considered a new wardrobe, but honestly, he’s gotten pretty comfortable with the t-shirt or button down and cardigan combination he’s been rocking since… well, since Tian-Chen gave him his first. The car is flashy, some Darrow model electric in black, with leather interior, and he likes driving it way too fucking fast.

All of this has been done without really telling anyone. The car is a pretty clear indication, but as for the rest of it, he’s just done it.

It’s really nice to be rich. For awhile he’d thought maybe he didn’t miss it that much, he’d been fine in his creepy Bramford apartment, getting places on his stolen bicycle or using ride shares. All he had really wanted was to use his ridiculously big brain to get himself out of Darrow and back… somewhere. He’d never really settled on where he wanted to go. Everything had gotten pretty fucked up, after all, no matter where he went.

But he’s been here for over a year now and so far, nothing. Not the slightest inkling of how he might get out. Over a year and he still can’t figure it out, no matter how many leads he’s followed, how many dark corners of Darrow he’s dug into or how many sleepless nights he’s spent poring over his notes. So instead, he’s built and sold a few apps and now he’s rich again.

Rich enough that he can buy whatever the hell he wants without a thought and now he’s standing in front of a music store, looking through the window, and trying to decide if he’s going to go in. He should. He needs an outlet, a proper one, something other than sex and weed and alcohol, and he hasn’t laid hands on a violin in over a year. Not since Victor’s.

He’s not sure why he feels weird about it.

“It’s just a violin,” he says to himself, but loud enough to be heard. “I want a violin.”

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Feb. 5th, 2026 08:23 pm
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[personal profile] allthelifethereis posting in [community profile] thecityneversleeps
He's lost track of how many beers he's drunk, and how many cigarettes he's smoked. The porch steps are littered with empty bottles and butts crushed out under the heel of his boot as he'd lit the next one. Behind him, inside the house, renovations are half done -- the kitchen, an ensuite bathroom for the bedroom that had been Hilde's, a little office decked out with everything she'd wanted to make it a place she would want to write.

There doesn't really seem any point in finishing any of it, now.

Bill bends his head, cupping his hand to light a fresh cigarette. He's fucking freezing, sitting on the steps, huddled in his coat, but he doesn't want to go inside the house. There's a part of him that's tempted to put a match to it, just raze it to the ground. He's lost too much. He's lost Beverly and Hilde and before that there was Neil, which is different, but still a loss, and then there'd been Eddie, even though he's right here, and back and back until it's just Georgie and the rain.

He's done. He's done dealing with it.
As it turns out, the problem with being done is that he's got no fucking idea what he's supposed to do instead, so he sits there, smoking and staring into space, and then he lifts a beer to his mouth, and he drinks.

Because fuck it.
He's done.


ooc: Bill is...not doing well. He could do with some sense knocked into him, honestly. ST/LT welcome.

Linkdumps

Jan. 31st, 2026 09:41 am
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[personal profile] jackabbot posting in [community profile] thecityneversleeps
29 December 2025:

For his fiftieth birthday, Jack Abbot gets ... an argument with Robby. And then some presents, after they clear the air.

[ HERE | complete | none ]


04 January 2026:

Jack has a nightmare. Robby is an excellent warm blanket.

[ HERE | complete | discussions of past loss and trauma ]


08 January 2026:

Neil and Jack meet for coffee and an accidental discussion of the history between Jack and Robby.

[ HERE | complete | none ]
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