I recently started repeating pit-people again and haven’t seen the updated since the city scenes were still just storyboards and let me tell you…. I was willing to drive straight into a Horatio/Yosef hyperfixation but the ao3 for pit people has a grand total of….. 1 fic. Which is incomplete. Last updated 2017….
Guess I’m on my own
I see no way this could possibly backfire
OMG, Yosef saying that Clare didn’t listen to him RIGHT AFTER she sat and listened to him ramble on about how he’s embarrassed to even be in her presence/he thinks she’s a disgrace???? Yikes. Get this man outta here.
Yosef: Binyamin, how do you take your coffee?
Binyamin: As dark and bitter as my soul
Yosef: One glass of milk coming right up
Shet: I never met either of my brothers. The first one killed the other one and then ran away, so
Yitzchak: My brother once assisted my dad in trying to sacrifice me
Yaakov: I had to run away from home because my brother was going to kill me. When we met each other later, he tried to bite me in the neck.
Yosef: My brothers robbed me, threw me into a pit full of poisonous sheratzim, and then sold me into slavery.
The Exile Sibs:
Six cowboys all in a row…..
@monodes SO THIS IS SAD? FUN FACT: MY PEN’S BATTERY BROKE HALFWAY THROUGH THIS DRAWING
Yaakov: I love all my children equally. There’s Yosef, Binyamin and… *looks at smudged writing on the hand* uuuugh the other ones.
Love these guys
(fun fact: yosef’s design was heavily inspired by a sketch of him done by Albino Axolotl in the steam community a few years back. all my kudos to them!)
@ the two people in total who got a kick out of my short yosef joke: this one’s for you
Como esa hoja, la de allá arriba,
que el sol vuelve translúcida
al traspasarla por completo
y salir del lado de la sombra.
Como esa hoja embriagada de fulgor
que no deja de brillar en el cielo,
que no cesa.
Dentro de esta oscura ola de polvo recuerda
que eres como esa hoja en la luz.
- Hamutal Bar Yosef
El lugar donde duele Antología poética (1970 - 2010), Vaso Roto