TWs: Physical abuse mention, implied kidnapping, implied mental abuse, physical violence mention, starvation mention, death mention, implied trafficking.
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Zache shuffled a little closer, the ruined feathers on his arms brushing against the ground with a soft shush.
"Hey, it isn't too bad, being here I mean." Tsila looked incredulously at him.
"Well, I mean, you know," he backtracked, leaning away from hem a bit.
Scratching at the back of his head, his eyes drifted towards the ceiling as he spoke.
"It could always be worse, is what I'm trying to get at here. At least they feed us, and give us clean water, and they sometimes bring us up to fight a little, so we're not always bored. It could be a lot worse. Honestly, I think we're pretty damn lucky here."
Sighing, he rubbed the dirty feathers on one arm as he turned back to look at her, a crooked smile on his lips. "It could always be worse, yanno?"
Hey stared at the space behind his left ear, her voice quiet but firm. "But it could always be better, too."
He jerked a bit at that, as though he hasn't expected hem to disagree with him.
"It... Could it really though?" He whispered.
"Why not? I've known a better life than this, many in fact. And this is not where my life ends, and so I will see better still." Tsila's voice grows, still firm, but now loud enough for those in the neighboring cells to hear as well.
"True, it could always be worse, but you can't forget that it can be better too. If you forget that, you're liable to forget to hope, or to dream. You grow complacent with what is, because you think "what better is there? All I know is this or worse." You grow complacent with what they do to you, and they grow more confident in what they can take from you."
She stands up, the chains around heir wrists and ankles clanking as she does, chaffing the skin under them. "You say at least they feed you, and give you clean water, but how much longer until your water turns sour, and your food into dirt and ash? How long until the fighting is all you know, how long until you've become so broken that you can no longer remember anything different?"
Tsila turns to look down at Zache, eyes sorrowful but stubborn. "How much longer can you go until there is nothing worse than what you face?"
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The drawing I did for my systemmates, from left to right it's Logan, Remus, Remy, and George. Logan, Remus, and Remy are dating each other, and George is dating Remy.
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Ok, we're gonna go to sleep soon, so goodnight!
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those who survive the fall of their peers are frequently not immortal and do not wish to be, but one who survives the fall of their enemies would gladly welcome being a god amongst men
Very true, very true. -George
Hmmm, though what of the gods who watch their fellows fall first? Would they desire to be like the first set, if only so that they too may fall one day? Or would they revel in their immortality, knowing that if no one else will keep their fellow's memory alive, they will? -Dream
And of their enemies, which would they want to keep, knowing that no one but they will remember their names, and that every use of them will be a curse, forever poisoning whatever shreds of existence that remain for them? Hmm, I for one would keep just one, if only so that I may spit upon his grave even when only the memory of it remains, and even that is a puckered scar in my mind, so faded and worn that I cannot even remember it's engravings. -George
Aw, how sweet. -Dream
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"I like blowing things up."
Tubbo you said that to the right crowd ahsvsgsg
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Self care reminder of the day
aw, thanks anon! -Dream
you take care of yourself as well, ok? -George
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Help I have secondhand sap
If that's secondhand sappiness from us being cute, then good. Because we're adorable. -George
ansbsvs but you're cuter, sweetheart <3 -Dream
mmmm, debatable when you're here right next to me looking like fucking idol, lovely -George
I- you- dammit why do you have to be so good at flirting -Dream
You make it too easy love <3 -George
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I am dissociating in that weirdly specific way where like, technically I can feel our legs and feet if I try, and technically I know they exist, but otherwise it really does just feel like they end at the thighs ajsbsbshs
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