cym as.... random objects
MUTUALS — let me know if you want to be included or taken off!
absolutely screaming,,, i love how absolutely Unintelligible this one is going to be,,,, gonna scale down the scope to random things laying around in my house rn (which used to be my grandfather’s house, for context)
@murswrites — the under cabinet, electric can opener that my grandma installed on the kitchen cupboard in like,,,,, 1985
(i feel like you'd appreciate the utility asdfghjhgf, but also, she used to work at kmart and was always the first person on the block to get ~ fancy new appliances~ and you have the cool kid vibes)
@musicallisto — my grandfather’s copy of the bluejackets’ manual (14th edition) printed in roughly 1950-55
(it’s a book you’re given when you join the navy, and i’m not saying you support the u.s. military asdfgjhgfd but i feel like you’d appreciate the mystery of him keeping it even though he never spoke of the navy)
@scvrllet — my sisters absolutely MASSIVE hydroflask (128 oz) that no one has used since she moved
@mirclealignr — the (once gold painted) vintage, lion door knocker on the front door (that no one uses)
@swanimagines — the little, wooden “fairy door” that sits at the base of this massive tree in my backyard
(i remember looking into the tiny, opaque window for hours when i was little and believing i saw fairies looking out at me)
@ughgclden — the super cheesy yellow shag carpet in my sisters bedroom closet that we still need to pull up
(original to the house so,,,,, roughly installed in 1970-78)
@permanentreverie — my grandmother’s bookcase, filled with historical fiction, Christian Romance, prayer journals, and like,,,,, 8 different copies of the bible, all heavily annotated
@donnakenobi — my little sister’s bookcase filled with stuffed animals, each of which has a name, an entire backstory, a distinct personality, and (on many occasions) an accent
@amortensie — my grandma’s recipe book, filled with extra pages written by my great-grandma or great aunts
@anthonysharmaa — my incredibly heavy and incredibly sharp marble bookends that i always jokingly weaponize
@davey-in-a-minivan — my vhs copy of the prince of egypt and cats (1981)
@heliads — my busted up monopoly board that is missing like,,, half of its houses and hotels
@oceanspray5 — my mom’s collection of old photographs, spanning from 1980-2008
@noesapphic — the collection of jesus candles in my bathroom in case of power outage
@champagnesupernxvas — my sister’s astronomy and anthropology books
@juliastrojan — my character shoes from my theatre days
@teaand-dreams — my grandma’s massive collection of unused cards for every occasion imaginable
(i WILL find a use for the “happy 16th birthday, granddaughter” and “happy bar mitzvah” cards istg)
@moonlit-imagines — my grandfather's collection of vhs western movies
@the-radio-star — my grandfather’s two (2) MASSIVE velvet paintings with the really thick, embossed frames
(pick your poison - the tiger in the jungle or the building landscape that i think is supposed to be mexico)
@brokenandheadoverheels — my brother’s collection of old vinyls and his record player that is “broken but salvageable”
@locke-writes — my brother’s punching bag that once belonged to my uncle and still has the picture of some nameless nemesis on it
(very funny, kinda mysterious...)
@missameliep— my mother’s recliner
(this is very sacred, actually)
@biqherosix — my grandfather’s lock box that just has newspaper clippings of his father, siblings, and cousins, some of which whom i cannot name
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This. This. This entire conversation with Morrigan actually makes me want to sob. She and my Tabris always becomes close friends over the course of DAO; that, paired with the fact that my Tabris always romances Alistair, makes everything about this hurt so much more when you take DAO's ending into account.
Her confusion over why my Tabris didn't send her away. Why she didn't abandon her after they learned of Flemeth's plans. Why Tabris went out of her way to slay Flemeth and bring her the true grimoire. She asks Tabris why, and is baffled when the answer is, "I did it because I'm your friend," as if it's that simple.
The way Morrigan looks at the warden, the way her voice cracks when she says, "I want you to know that while I may not always prove... worthy... of your friendship, I will always value it."
She knows how this will end; Flemeth sent her with the wardens with the end goal of stopping the blight and obtaining the old god soul through the dark ritual. Morrigan knows that Alistair and Tabris are the only Grey Wardens here, and assuming they don't find more, one of them will have to die defeating the archdemon unless they agree to do the dark ritual.
With that context, her asking Alistair, "And what if a Grey Warden has forced to choose between the Warden he loved and ending the Blight? What should his choice be?" suddenly has so much subtext weaved through the words that I'm gonna start foaming at the mouth. She's practically telling Alistair that a warden has to die. She's scrutinizing his reaction to find any hint that suggests he would agree to the dark ritual in order to save himself and the woman he loves. And when he doesn't choose, she has her answer.
Morrigan made comments to Tabris about him, almost hopeful that their relationship was just a physical thing between them and not actually riddled with feelings... and then gives disapproval when Tabris says she loves him.
She doesn't want the warden to die; hell, she doesn't want Alistair to die, either; whether because she does actually care about him or because she knows it'll break her friend's heart if she loses him, or both!
Things would be so much easier if the only two Grey Wardens left to defeat the blight didn't fall in love, wouldn't they, Morrigan?
She knows that in the end, no matter the outcome, she will lose the woman she called sister and it's devastating.
Morrigan, who has never known true friendship. Who grew up isolated in the woods with an abusive mother and terrible implications for her future. Who discovered said mother planned to take over her body just as she did with her other daughters. Who doesn't understand kindness as it was rarely given to her without a catch. Who isolates herself from the others in camp. Who finally has a companion she cares about... and in the end, if her plan works and the dark ritual is completed, she'll end up pregnant and alone and wearing Tabris' resentment like a tender wound on her heart.
Or Tabris will reject the ritual, and will die to the archdemon.
Or her lover will.
I just- the dynamic between the warden, romanced Alistair, and Morrigan is so good and painful and rich that I'm gnawing on furniture as we speak.
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slight to the moon & finding paradise spoilers AND impostor factory spoilers lolol
so i read a very old review of "to the moon" sometime ago and the author called eva a romantic at heart and neil the 'too cool, doesn't care about romance' guy, and like... what??
eva who suggested john and river's marriage was a mistake, who said "he can always find another 'river' but he will only have one brother", who declines neil's romantic advances, who is very clearly disinterested at taima's attempts to matchmake her, who in response to neil's attempts to bet on colin's problem says "it's not always about some girl, neil", who focuses on her career and family and hobbies and doesn't mind not having a romantic partner?
neil who on the other hand teared up during the memory of john and river's wedding (and tried to hide it, poorly), who disagreed with the idea of removing river because "we don't know what jhonny wants but we know what he doesn't want", who at eva's confusion with sofia's attitude towards them remarked that "well, if she is the patient's wife then she has a dying spouse", who insisted colin was romantically interested in faye, whose ideal reality has him and eva getting married????
my guy.
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(OOC: How about you tag me as.. i dunno, Doc? simple enough.)
another psychic message. seems stronger...? a slight twinkling fills the air. barely noticeable.
"my... Employers have advised me to broadcast a secondary message, as you seem to have shrugged off the first one. I personally found this to be a... suitable suggestion. being incorporeal. unanchored to this particular low level wavelength isn't fun. floating somewhere between *out there* and *in here*. it's very disorienting. conversing with another sentient thing would be preferable. my name is unpronounceable for your kind. and, indeed if spoken. would simply not register as a name within the consciousnesses of the tiny, infinitesimally small specks who collectively refer to themselves as 'the human race'. so, for the time being. you may refer to me as 'Doc'."
. . .
*Kim glances around to see if any of the others seem to notice the twinkling, but finding them preoccupied, she turns hear head to the window with a tight lipped expression.*
(... I still feel like this is some sort of mental break... but I'm going to entertain this in the name of not having some sort of breakdown before the show, okay?)
*She represses a shudder as she reaches up to scratch the back of her neck, a little sick with dread.*
(Okay "Doc," welcome to the next twenty four hours of what was already likely to be my fucking unraveling... lapse of insanity entire aside... You're probably going to be hearing a lot of swearing and violence in there if you haven't already...)
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