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lunapwrites · 1 year
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Last Line Tag Game
Thank you to @spindrifters for the tag!
This isn't exactly the last line, but it is the last one that I wrote that wouldn't be too revealing. In the midst of some heavy dialogue, so I included a bit of the context bc otherwise there's zero lol.
"[...]That ship has sailed.” “Doesn’t mean I can’t steer it,” Remus put out hoarsely. “You’re not steering shit, you’re running it aground.”
I'm gonna fling some tags to @black-sparroww @allalrightagain @femme--de--lettres @mkaugust aaaaaaaaaaaaand @inmyownlittlecorner5, ZERO pressure for anything, just wanted to actually tag some folks this go round <3
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cerise-on-top · 2 months
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hellooooo! can you write on how you think Laswell and Valeria would react to their wife’s randomly bringing home a small kitten she found on the side of the road/in a ally? Also I hope you are feeling better lovely!
Hello! In all honesty, I'm not doing too great right now, I should really be resting up, but I can't because of work! Oh well, it happens!
Valeria and Laswell’s S/O Bringing Home a Kitten
Valeria: She would not care for the little thing in the slightest, in all honesty. Valeria knows that she’s absent very often, so she can’t exactly blame you for wanting a small animal companion to keep you company. Besides, she’d rather have it be a small animal than some other person. Still, she’s not the biggest fan of animals. While she may not hate them, she simply doesn’t care about them, regardless of what they are or how cute they may be to anyone else. You can keep your little kitten, she doesn’t care too much about it as long as she gets you to herself when she is at home. However, if the cat gets more of your attention than she does, that’s when she’s starting to get a little bit jealous. If you’re not looking, she’ll shoo the little critter away, hoping it’ll get the message and leave you and her alone. That’s when she’ll come to dislike your kitten a little bit. However, if you bug her enough about it, she might begrudgingly apologize to it, but only when you’re around. She won’t be outright mean to it, but she will put it away from your lap and place it somewhere else if she thinks you’re paying too much attention to it. The little critter can meow all it wants, it’s not getting any extra treats from her. Valeria will only feed it when you don’t have the time to do so, and even then it’s on thin ice. Although she usually prides herself on being a competent and confident woman, it’s so evident that Valeria’s as jealous as it gets, and of a cat as well. You can tease her about it too, she won’t really do anything about it because she can’t. She loves you and doesn’t wanna hurt you, which includes not hurting your stinky furball. It’s obvious it makes you happy, and that’s what she wants to see in this otherwise rotten world.
Laswell: Although she isn’t the biggest animal lover, she can appreciate a cute animal when she sees one, but wasn’t sure she heard you correctly when you claimed to have rescued that kitten from an alley. Laswell knows that cats are independent enough when they’re older, at the very least, but you can’t really leave a kitten all alone for now. Besides, what if it’s got some sort of disease? As long as you take good care of it, Laswell won’t mind having a kitten be brought home, but she won’t have too much time to take care of it either, so you’re gonna have to be committed to taking care of it. She may not be a fan of having a cat around at home at first, but she grows fond of it anyway. Think of all the “My dad and the cat he didn’t want at first” memes, that’s literally her. Either way, she does think you have a heart of gold for wanting to rescue a small and defenseless animal that had nowhere to go. However, don’t make it a habit to continuously rescue animals, she doesn’t have the time or space for all of them, so please just keep it to one, maybe two, at most. Laswell, when she can, will feed the kitten and play with it. Sometimes you might even catch her sleeping with it. Especially when the kitten is more mature and has calmed down from all the playing frenzy, that’s when Laswell might hug it more often and sometimes even take naps with it. Will help you out whenever you need anything from her. Your cat needs to go to the vet? It needs some more food? The last few toys you got for it are broken and or torn? Don’t worry, Laswell’s got you covered. She’s got enough money to make your cat’s life very luxurious, as luxurious as it gets, even. The food will be of the highest quality, it will get all the meds it could possibly need, if it needs them, and the toys will always be provided for. The little kitten probably couldn’t have asked for better owners, in all honesty.
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expelliarmus · 1 year
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quatregats · 3 months
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They love each other so much <3
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sneez · 1 year
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more of my oc tervis (any pronouns), the creepiest most miserable little weirdo in town. which is saying something [id under cut]
/ ID: four digital drawings.
The first image is a series of drawings of Tervis on a paper-textured background. A heading at the top reads 'Tervis (Humble)'. One is a coloured headshot of Tervis looking to the left; they have a gaunt face, short receding hair, a scar bisecting their lip and right eyebrow, greyish skin, and are wearing a red shawl around their neck. An arrow pointing at their right eye reads 'one blue eye (mostly blind)'; another arrow pointing at their left eye reads 'one brown eye'. They have a serious, hostile expression. The second drawing is an uncoloured full-body sketch of Tervis. Next to this is the same drawing but coloured and with more polished lineart. Tervis is a thin, hunched figure wearing a long, dark brown robe, a greyish bag on their back, and a red shawl around their head and neck. They are barefoot, and are leaning on a walking staff with both hands. An arrow pointing to the walking staff reads 'needed for walking, useful for hitting'. Tied to the belt around their waist are several long scrolls of paper with writing on them. An arrow pointing to the scrolls reads ''blessings' they paste on infected houses'. Tervis is looking warily out at the viewer from beneath their eyebrows. An arrow pointing to their head reads 'scar from getting hit in the face with a brick (also knocked out a tooth)'. Alongside these drawings are a series of bullet points giving information about Tervis. These read:
   indeterminate age, indeterminate gender
   religious fanatic (unclear which religion)
   lives alone somewhere in the steppe
   dislikes everyone but is nicer to children than anyone else
   has every disease
The second image is a fake screenshot from the video game Pathologic. Tervis is looking out at the viewer; the background shows scenery from the steppe. The text on screen reads:
CHANGELING: I still don’t see what you could have done that would make you personally responsible for this plague. TERVIS: Responsible… no, not merely responsible! This is my plague, cast upon my head alone. I am the originator; my sin is at the root of all. I have ventured into the town. I have seen the canker there. No matter how many houses I bless, my sickness sinks deeper. The rotted limb is the death of the body… Surely you understand me. You are a healer, are you not? CHANGELING: What is it that you are asking me to do? TERVIS: Let me be the lamb, worker of miracles! My blood shall wet the earth, and bright flowers shall grow… My putrefaction will provide the soil within which new life will burgeon, pure and free of sin and decay. Let it be done. I am ready. My failing flesh is but little sacrifice; in death my weakness will be my strength. Soon these torments will be at an end.
Below are two dialogue options:
You’re insane!
What makes you so sure your death would solve anything?
The third image is a fake screenshot from the video game Pathologic 2. Tervis is looking out at the viewer, and has been painted in semi-realistic style. The text on screen reads:
Tervis: Why do you force me to live? Damn you! Your cure is poison to me. Now I shall never be blessed. You should have left me to bleed.
Below are three dialogue options:
Don’t be absurd. I wasn’t going to watch you die.
What makes you think you deserve suffering?
I wish I had.
At the bottom of the image is a line of dialogue which Tervis has just spoken:
The air is foul. There is rot in this place. The stench of corruption shall be – what was it? What was it? The stench of corruption shall be… swept aside…
The fourth image is a coloured scene depicting Tervis and Clara. They are central in the composition; around them is the steppe, which has been rendered in a loose, painterly style. Tervis is kneeling, their walking staff cast aside, and are reaching out their hands to Clara in a desperate, pleading gesture. They are crying, their face contorted in an expression of agonised ecstasy. Clara stands beside them, one hand reaching out, the other held above Tervis’s head as though about to touch their brow. She has a solemn, pained expression. Behind her head, a break in the dark clouds gives the impression that she is haloed by sunlight; rays of the same light fall onto Tervis, illuminating their face and red robe. End ID. /
#artwork#pathologic#tervis!!!!!!!!!!!! :-D#sorry i know ive already posted that fake p2 screenshot i just wanted to keep all my tervis images in one place. please forgive me#i am having. So Much Fun. i would explode and die for tervis shes the worst i adore her#making fake screenshots is so enjoyable i love trying to match the fonts and copying all the little ui details it's so fun highly recommend#i have a lot of tervis lore which i am still developing but hopefully these drawings give you some idea of his character#hes just a mess really. hes got every imaginable problem#that last drawing is her getting sacrificed in the humble ending. she is SO happy about it#also if you didnt see my last post tervis was originally a warhammer 40k oc (which he still is ive just made a bonus pathologic tervis now)#but ive tried to keep a lot of 40k stuff in her design like the blessing scrolls and the uh. Posture#that's also my reasoning for why nobody knows what his religion is. the watsonian explanation is they are just spouting incomprehensible#disjointed passages from some obscure scripture which nobody can identify (and who would want to try really. tervis is not good company)#but the doylist explanation is that it's literally just the cult mechanicus. just ignore all the references to the weakness of the flesh and#the glory of the machine it will all be fine nothing weird here at all#anyway :-) i could talk about tervis forever but i will stop now#i hope you are all well my dear friends! i am on holiday now wahoo#i am also aware that i have several messages to answer which i will do very soon i am so sorry for being so slow as usual#i love you all i am giving you individual kisses on your individual heads. mwah
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i’ve been having eye contact with my conductor this term like you won’t even believe
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goodplace-janet · 5 months
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me seeing the translation from Arabic to English question on this quiz: hell yeah 💪
me seeing that the very next question is to translate from English to Arabic: oh no 😨
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onward--upward · 8 months
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seven sentence sunday!
nobody has tagged me yet this week but TOO BAD i have stuff i wanna share!! there were so many weeks where i was tagged and had nothing, but now!! i've been writing!!
here's some more from the rwrb musician x actor AU that has been taking over my brain! enjoy <3 (this is waaayyy more than seven sentences, sorry )
It’s dangerous, this game they’re playing. Trans-atlantic flights, late-night phone calls. They’ve been playing fast and loose with their words, baby and love and fucking sweetheart, but it doesn’t change the fact that they both know it’s fucking impossible for them to be together. Alex knows this – intellectually, he knows this. Henry isn’t in a place to come out. Henry might never be in a place to come out. He’d waged a long battle with his grandmother-slash-manager to be allowed to take on a minor role in a queer TV show, and even then he’d been denied – real life is simply not attainable, at the moment. And Alex is simply too high-profile to be safely dating someone so deeply closeted, especially if that person is as famous as Henry fucking Fox.  And yet.  And yet, Alex is writing songs. They’re fucking pouring out of him, songs referencing Henry’s eyes and his hands and his sweet, syrupy voice in the early hours of the morning, after Alex has talked him over the edge.  He shouldn’t have released sky blue on Henry’s birthday. The timezone skullduggery is as much an attempt at misdirection as it is a romantic gesture, and even then it’s too obvious, a shiny new clue for all of the fans on twitter who try to puzzle out his dating life like it's a game. Like it’s any of their fucking business.  But the thing is, he just can’t help himself. Henry is too addicting, and Alex finds himself doing all kinds of unwise things just for the pleasure of seeing his smile.  “You’re a plague,” Henry says, voice soft over the phone line. “It’s deeply cruel of you to write me a song like that when I can’t kiss you for it.”  And Alex says, “If you could, though?” and Alex says, “Tell me,” and Alex says, “Please.” He doesn’t say, “I love you,” because this thing between them is the kind of balancing act that is constantly in danger of toppling over like a house of cards. He thinks it, though. He writes it, in every song he’s putting to paper, in a thousand different words that all add up to Henry, to the warm, lovely, imperfect heart of him.  Maybe, he thinks, every time Henry gives an interview about how important representation is in cinema, every time Henry talks about getting out from beneath his grandmother’s iron control with tentative hope in his voice. Maybe, maybe. Someday.   Someday. But not today. Not yet.  “Happy birthday, baby,” he says, and he has to be okay with how uncertain the ground is beneath their feet. He has to, because the alternative is losing Henry, and that’s unthinkable.
tagging @cowboy-buddie @shitouttabuck @sibylsleaves @eusuntgratie if any of you want to share xx
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rooh-afza · 16 days
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why is everyone around me getting engaged please stop you’re scaring me
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atlcscp · 2 months
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hope you’ve been doing okay!!!
WAAA SCORR THANK U I HOPE YOURE DOING OK TOO !!! I've been doing well :3 actually was having milo this morning and wanted to share with you‼️ :3 STAY SILLY MUTUALBESTIE‼️🦋💙
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crebbyhermit · 5 months
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lesamis · 1 year
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If a face, as Johann Gottfried Herder says, is nothing more than a Spiegelkammer of the spirit, then we should be a little frightened of Keats's variety of expressions. [...] Keats is unable to contemplate himself. His gift is not knowing how to reconcile himself. The identity of a person who is in the room with him presses in and cancels his own out in a flash. When Keats speaks, he's not sure he's the one talking.
"John Keats", in These Possible Lives, Fleur Jaeggy
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♡ ~ 10 pics to show the aesthetic of your childhood ~ ♡
I was tagged by @lumiereandcogsworth !! I also did 9 because it looks better lol. This makes me so happy to look at!! 🥹 Disney movies on VHS, Playstation 2, Webkinz, Star Wars I-VI, Playmobil (mostly medieval lol), Legos, Pokémon games, Xbox 360, and Littlest Pet Shop! This is how I spent most of my time growing up <3 for the record, I was born in 2000!
Tagging: I'm having major brain fog rn, so anyone who wants to do this, just say I tagged you!! 😊💖
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retourpresdetoi · 10 months
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read "a little life" and genuinely had to sob for half an hour to my boyfriend bc it was just so. much
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Looking cute even in a crisis, photo (and crisis) credits to my beloved girlfriend
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zombiesun · 2 years
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in my dream world I live in a little apartment above a boxing gym. I walk down in the early morning to go to my tattoo apprenticeship and get a coffee from the local shop and smile winningly at the hot barista. I roll a joint and smoke it and am delightfully high for the majority of my shift. when I leave I stop by the local park and lay in the grass and soak in the sun until it starts getting dark. then I spend hours walking around, listening to music and staring at the stars.
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