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i don't believe in sending death threats to people online so instead i'm just psychically blasting it in their direction. random commenter on a post i won't disclose drop dead immediately
much appreciated. i wanted to be very precise and brutal with this one and i'm very proud of the result. i'm going to use this opportunity to talk about the title now.
i damn to hell every second you breathe is a lyric from a very simple and subdued pj harvey track. originally, i was going to choose something from the garden, another track from the same album, but none of the lyrics from that song manage to communicate the severity of the subject matter. i wanted something that matched the cruelty of the work.
while the song catherine does not cleanly map onto pearl and scott in this fic, the quiet intensity was exactly what i was going for. neither pearl nor scott demonstrate that kind of seething hatred, but i connected with the chorus on a more visceral level. during the writing process i was alternating between listening to pj harvey and sitting in silence, and during the silent parts, that was the lyric i heard, and felt, over and over.
the hatred the singer has for the titular character is the result of him being denied what he wants from her. scott gets exactly what he wants from pearl, so there's no hatred (yet). so i suppose if anyone is damning someone to hell here, it's the audience. though i imagine pearl is feeling particularly damned at the moment.
THISSSSSSSSS like omg..... its really about (from the older siblings perspective) realising someone who you could control whose whole world was centred on you is actually their own complete person and you can't control them any more and tormenting them or being a pervert has consequences that you might not like and (from the younger siblings perspective) seeing the cracks in someone you once looked up to and using them to your advantage to manipulate them and finally get what you want and you know if you tell anyone they'll believe you're the victim so you can get away with anything. and of course. corruption. in a big way.
already working on a sequel. i only have scraps at the moment but i'm thinking it may end up being my definitive pearl double life fic. i've been meaning to make one for a long time and the stars have finally aligned. i have no idea how long it'll take me to pull this off but i hope you all join me on this very uncomfortable journey. it means a lot to me to finally be writing the type of pearl fic i wish existed
Gem takes Etho to the server that makes you a girl but adds a mod that makes Etho like uncontrollably unbearably horny and doesn’t tell Etho about it so Etho just feels like she’s being a huge pervert abt the whole thing and Gem is like “haha wow it seems like you REALLY like this, huh? Let me help you explore!”
important context here is that i always nodded along politely when mutuals discussed scottpearl because i didn't really get the appeal myself but i could understand why someone else would. and then last night i had a weird dream about scott having sex with an entirely different woman and woke up with a few different lines for this thing already in my head. also i listened to too much pj harvey during the writing process and it took an even darker turn and now i have something that hurts when i look at it
can i make a fic that reads like a pj harvey song sounds and feels. subtle and simple and makes your skin crawl. i don't know but i am going to try. i'm listening to is this desire while writing and i highly recommend it. specifically the tracks angelene, catherine, the garden. it's pearl by the way i'm finally writing a decent quietly miserable pearl oneshot. it's long overdue. this is a fic you're gonna wanna have unwashed hair for
there are a lot of female characters where you can say that lesbian sex would fix them but it's kind of even more fun when it wouldn't. like clearly she wants to be having it but it would make everything worse and ruin her life. and i would like to see it.
the reason sex scenes exist in fiction is because sometimes people have sex but also to find out what the characters are lying to everyone including themselves about by wrapping that agonising vulnerability in a treat like giving medicine to a dog
