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Popping back in briefly to say that I'm not okay after the latest SotR trailer 🙃🙃🙃🙃
Egon-centric story ideas I would be delighted to read.
- Egon taking care of a hungover Peter in college.
- Egon punching a guy for insulting Ray. (Also in college)
- Egon helping Winston in his own way when he started working with them.
Wouldn't mind any Egon-angst stories either
Like this for a starter from Simon! Reply if you want a specific verse!
Headcanon: Simon's physical and mental state after AT-5
Simon did not leave the blood ocean of AT-5 unscathed. He was left with various scars and injuries. Some of the major ones include the following:
His left arm, about halfway up to his shoulder, is completely gone where he tore it off in the SM-13. He's in talks with a few COI doctors about getting prosthesis, but they are uncertain of what resources they are willing to spend on not only a convict, but a Brother of Eden.
He has a large, diagonal scar from where the blood splattered on his face before he was able to close the porthole of the sub.
His eyes, once a rich dark brown color, have taken on an almost imperceptible red hue. It's most noticeable in the dark, when they almost seem to glow slightly.
Every now and then, he still hears the voice of the monster that haunted him in the blood ocean, and sometimes the voice of the Light as well. Worse still, he will also hear Ava's voice, too. The latter causes him a great deal of pain and leaves him overwhelmed with guilt.
Due to PTSD from the whole event, he has frequent panic attacks and even worse nightmares.
Tag dump: Simon because I'm trash who has zero self-control over my hyper-fixations ✌️😎. Here there be spoilers for Iron Lung. Ye have been warned
So yeah, Iron Lung is so much better the second time around
Sorry I haven't been more active recently. I'm kinda going through it at the moment.
Going to see Iron Lung. It's hella hyped so I'm pretty stoked
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Going to see Iron Lung. It's hella hyped so I'm pretty stoked
GET TO KNOW YOUR MUTUALS!
FAVOURITE COLOUR: Blue LAST SONG: Come Out Ye Black & Tans - Colm R. McGuinness CURRENTLY READING: Frankenstein - Mary Shelley. Catching Fire - Suzanne Collins. I'm eventually gonna try to pick the October Daye series back up (I think I left off on book 5?) CURRENTLY WATCHING: I'm more of a movie person. I am planning on rewatching Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, though. CURRENTLY PLAYING: Mass Effect 2. I'm always playing Baldur's Gate 3 on and off. Hunt Showdown. Sea of Thieves. Animal Crossing: New Horizons. Dune Awakening. CURRENTLY CRAVING: A big soft pretzel with nacho cheese
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Updated and revamped my rules since I felt they were a little outdated. Hopefully it's more succinct now.
Me realizing that one day, I'm gonna have to screencap Sunrise on the Reaping for icons and that it's gonna hurt so much:
Is anyone else having trouble uploading pictures? I was working on some drafts and updating my muse page, but I can't get pictures to upload.
@therapardalis answered the call | Thomas
Time, Thomas had discovered, flowed very strangely when one was no longer alive. He had always thought moments would pass in the blink of an eye. Perhaps for those bound to a certain place, like his sister or their victims, it did. When you stay in one spot, time seems to freeze. For him, bound to nothing, time marched painfully slow. Days felt like years. He supposed it was only fair. He wasn't locked to Allerdale Hall, but he would spend an eternity wandering the world. Never to rest. Oh, how he longed for rest.
He didn't know what had brought him to the library all those years ago. Perhaps it was the hope that maybe someone had written the answer down somewhere. He never found an answer, but he never left the library. It was the closest thing to peace he was ever going to get. It took a great deal of energy to even pull books from their shelves. Often times, he would succeed in knocking it to the floor only to find that he had no energy to turn the pages. So he resorted to reading books that others had left on tables. Maybe one day, someone would leave a book out for him that held the answer he was looking for.
He stood at the end of the aisle, staring at a particular title when the voice came. He had experimented long ago with trying to get the attention of the living with little to no success. He had, at one point, been screaming in the face of someone who had only reacted as if they heard a distant whisper. The whole experience had left Thomas more exhausted than anything. He doubted this young lady would be much different. Regardless, there were other ways to communicate. He hadn't tried this way before, but perhaps now was the time. He turned his attention back to the book.
Much like himself, he didn't know how it had come to the library. It had given him something of a start when he first laid eyes on it. It was a small thing, hidden between two massive books. It was barely worthy of such a prestigious place, but a librarian long ago had once seen fit to add it to the volumes. Crimson Peak by Edith M. Cushing. He could only guess at the contents, as he had no way to read it. Years had past and he saw not one person look its way. You had to know it was there. Just like Thomas himself.
He focused his energy and reached for the book. His fingers made contact with its edge and, so slowly that it was almost painful, pulled it off the shelf. It fell to the floor with a quiet thump.
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Feeling kinda low about my writing lately. I have a bad habit of comparing myself to other writers and I always end up feeling less than. And it fucks with my motivation. If anyone also does this, how do you pull yourself out of it? Cause I'm having a rough time doing so.