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This story is a sequel to First Day Of My Life
Wallflower Blush doesn't have a lot of ways to spend the evening after work, but more often than not she finds herself walking the streets of Canterlot just to pass the time.
Written for Scampy
Prequel to Love Deeply
Find the collected works for the SunFlower Saga here.
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"The elevator is under construction and has been since I started living here. It’ll probably still be under construction when the sun goes out."
...Wow. Not out of order, under construction. As in, it's not that it worked, then broke, it's that it's never once worked since they started putting it in. And this isn't exactly a brand-new building, either. I wonder what the story behind that is?
...And then my brain started wondering about the elevator in Sunset's building, when the story got to that. Okay, well, it does this sort of thing sometimes. :D
But, in any case, I found the story nice, as has been usual for this series. :)
(I tried to think of a more precise way to describe the generated emotion, but failed, alas. Oh well. I do know I enjoyed it, even if I can't seem to presently find the words for exactly how. :))
So this is the true prequel to the first story and the sequel to the prom story. Pretty good job with this, I’m surprised you’re still continuing the series
I'd like to start with the fact that this is objectively one of my favourite series of stories. This little immediate tie in was phenomenal, but the whole series makes me feel good, and reaffirms my hope the the world isn't still so shitty a place that you can't look for that light at the top of whatever hole you find yourself in.
Maybe, maybe not. But kudos to Wallflower for starting on that road, especially in a job doing what she loves.
Nice to see that Wallflower's keeping up with therapy. Though it could be a requirement of her keeping her housing, it still is a great thing for her to be doing.
I really like this as the third entry in the series. A nice little timeskip, showing both how Wallflower has come in terms of the day-to-day and her relationship with Sunset. Glad to see these two chugging right along.
The fact that she not only has the gate code and spare key, but unconsciously ran to Sunset's apartment building when she was seeking shelter, speaks volumes.
Even now, Wallflower still has her struggles with feeling inadequate/a burden to Sunset (and likely will for a long time, possibly forever), but Sunset is as warm and tender and patient as ever. It's a lovely dynamic. The kind that suits a rainy night, and the refuge from it.
It’s good to see wallflower getting better. The psychological
Recover is extremely long , and it’s great to see that reflected in your work.
This one feels very much like a part of something bigger, a brief interlude in the saga, whereas something like Running Out Of Air felt like a story in and of itself. That's no bad thing, mind, and even in its limited scope you still manage to pack some hard hitters.
You use evocative descriptions so well in this to set a tone, even though nothing really happens. "...Shovel the rest of it into my craw" is just the perfect phrase to depict eating, while stressed, out of necessity - just one of the many off-handed lines that can easily be missed, but that you've clearly put a lot of thought into. Bravo.
For the hints about Bright Eyes' thoughts on Wally's behaviours, I'm surprised there's no reflection on her self-deprecation here. Maybe the anxiety induced by the party has sent Wallflower too far away from self-awareness, or too much into frustration to care. I've definitely been there myself.
It’s something quick and simple, this one, and brings a quick and simple smile to your face. But as always, it’s the detail you put into even the simplest of things that brings out an impressive amount of depth for "nothing really happens".
Saga is an appropriate descriptor for this series, even if the genre(s) technically doesn't creep under the definition. The way that even the smaller entries add stakes as necessary reading and constantly keep things in a forward, exciting development is just 👀👌, an absolute chef's kiss from me. Any kind of series that has side stories that are purely fluff-n-stuff, yeah cool, that's fine but it isn't the same as being able to have it so that the reading experience is enriched by bothering to check out the other entries. And this here was an excellent calm before the storm.
Elevators in this universe are a real downer, no? I am floored by this constant lack of an uplifting experience. It presses all the wrong buttons, y'know? It happens no matter which story I stair at.