sometimes when i'm doing a Less Than Ideal Activity, like standing up on public transit wrapping an elbow around a pole and trying not to fall over, or trying to pull my head as far within my coat as it will physically go to protect me from the wind, or trying to motivate myself to go shower and not just fall onto my bed and go to sleep in my work clothes after a particularly long shift, it comforts me to find some solidarity in history. like, think of people in 1940s new york, trying to juggle their purchases and waiting to hear the name of their stop. think of people in victorian london turning up their coat collar and hurrying home. think of all the workers in all the years who've been so relieved to get home and clean up. and it makes it a little easier to get through. and maybe im extra happy to see my front door when i reach it. and maybe i take a moment to be grateful to have indoor plumbing and hot water. and maybe i wave the people sitting down next to me off the bus first when it arrives. and it just helps a little, i think.
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BG3 Origin Characters and the Florence & the Machine Songs that remind me of them
I gave in and am sharing this list now. Potentially long post below.
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Astarion
Between Two Lungs
And my running feet could fly
Each breath screaming
"We are all too young to die"
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Gone are the days of begging, the days of theft
No more gasping for a breath
The air has filled me head-to-toe
And I can see the ground far below
I have this breath and I hold it tight
And I keep it in my chest with all my might
Gale
Rabbit Heart (Raise it Up)
*for best listening experience please substitute Midas for Mystra in your head
The looking glass, so shiny and new
How quickly the glamour fades
I start spinning, slipping out of time
Was that the wrong pill to take?
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This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Karlach
Seven Devils
Seven devils all around me
Seven devils in my house
See, they were there when I woke up this morning
I'll be dead before the day is done
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They can keep me out
'Til I tear the walls
'Til I save your heart
And to take your soul
And what has been done
Cannot be undone
Lae'zel
Queen of Peace
*my favorite F&TM song ever for my favorite origin character :)
Like the stars chase the sun
Over the glowing hill, I will conquer
Blood is running deep
Some things never sleep
Suddenly I'm overcome
Dissolving like the setting sun
Like a boat into oblivion
'Cause you're driving me away
Now you have me on the run
The damage is already done
Come on, is this what you want?
'Cause you're driving me away
Shadowheart
Which Witch
*this is just the universal song for religiously traumatized characters
And it's my whole heart
Weighed and measured inside
And it's an old scar
Trying to bleach it out
And it's my whole heart
Deemed and delivered a crime
I'm on trial, waiting 'til the beat comes out
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And it's my whole heart
While tried and tested, it's mine
And it's my whole heart
Trying to reach it out
And it's my whole heart
Burned but not buried this time
I'm on trial, waiting 'til the beat comes out
Wyll
Shake it Out
And it's hard to dance with the devil on your back
And given half the chance would I take any of it back?
It's a fine romance, but it's left me so undone
It's always darkest before the dawn
And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't
So here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my road
And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope
It's a shot in the dark aimed right at my throat
'Cause looking for heaven, found the devil in me
Looking for heaven, for the devil in me
But what the hell, I'm gonna let it happen to me, yeah
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And that's all! I might do a second part for some none-origin characters if I find the inspiration. Thank you for bearing with me if you made it this far :)
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hey it’s almost Sunday Scaries o’clock so here’s two … routines? I guess?? that I like that maybe someone (you??) will like too
Wrung out -
Hot hot hot long shower with a cold cold shower beer and then an intense horror movie. Before bed’ll make it feel like you’ll be getting put away in your coffin for the day
Giggled up -
Cold shower blast, fresh pajamas, fresh fluffy blankets, & a piping hot cup of something and a popsicle. This is for feeling like tomorrow is gonna be a field trip. Bit of prep to get timing right
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Thoughts, for some reason?
*CW Mental health, suicide (I'm fine!!), general existentialism
I'm not entirely sure WHY I'm writing this but it feels like something I wanted to do so... I'm doing it? I guess? I dunno. This will probably be pretty boring so don't feel like you need to read this at all!
For some reason, I always spend this time of year being oddly introspective. Maybe it's the seasonal depression! Maybe it's the end of the year! Maybe it's the fact that I'm another year older! Who knows. Regardless, I feel like I usually spend this day in particular wishing I weren't here anymore. Just thinking about how incredibly little I've done with my life, how I know I'm just a bit too much of a person to be anything but at least a mild annoyance to everyone around me, how foolish it is to feel like these are major concerns when there are so many people who are actually suffering.
But one thing I learned this year was that I found a lot of identity in who I was to other people and to the world. I lost a huge part of my identity when I changed careers, I had the worst PTSD trigger of my life so far earlier this year that sent me into such a spiral that - for a bit - I wasn't sure I'd still have my identity as a wife, either (turns out, when your fight or flight makes you take off and cut contact with almost everyone for days it scares the shit out of your spouse and that makes it so you have some stuff to work through - who knew?)
Another thing I learned? This whole writing thing makes it better. I've always been a writer but I've never put it out there. I wrote novels that have done nothing but sit in notebooks or Word documents, just so they'd exist somewhere outside my head. In some ways, the fact that those characters didn't exist anywhere else was good motivation to keep living, even when it felt like I didn't want to. I may not have felt like real people would particularly miss me but if I died then the people in my head would die, too, and isn't that sad for them?
And then I started writing fic this spring. Until I shared my first fic on AO3, I could count on one hand who had ever read my fiction writing (besides a short story here and there that got put in a school literary magazine or something.) It was never something I really counted as a serious part of myself, it was just on the same level as other things I do for fun. I never really felt like a writer. Turns out, sharing the writing helps me feel like a writer! I think it would still help if no one read it but you lovely people have made it even better. And it's nice to have an identity that feels like it belongs to just me. No one can take it away from me. I'm in control of it and I think that's been part of what's making stuff feel better than it usually does right now.
Anyway, this isn't to try to just throw my mental health stuff out there - which feels very weird to do even though I don't feel like I've tried to hide it or anything like that? I don't know. I think I'm just doing this to say sharing these stories means a lot to me? That identity means more to me than I really understood before now? That it's been nice to find this part of myself?
Regardless, I'm happy that things are feeling better this year. I'm happy I have stories to tell. And, even if no one ever reads another word I write, I'm happy you're here, too.
Love you!! ❤️
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