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Saint of emesis

time to be dramatic, time to be goth, halloween is near...

the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen in my life was just a wet street. no one was on it. no one was near it. just a flat, staid wasteland, wet with rain. and then the sun came out, and for ten seconds, the world was made of light. the sun refracted on every angle, at every moment, and for a quarter mile, everything was shimmering. the road, the trees, the grass, the sidewalk, all glowed like the sky, they all glowed like heaven. and for ten seconds, that’s where i was. and on my shirt was the domino’s logo lol. but that wasn’t really a factor in said beautification

frost0wl

thinking about the iconic Gideon-line "I'd died knowing you'd hate me for dying" and how at the same time Harrow is screaming "she died because I let her, you don't understand" Harrow doesn't hate Gideon for dying; she hates herself for letting Gideon die

thunderon

massive shout out to ianthe for figuring out that nona wasn’t harrow cuz “the real harrow would NEVER go thirty seconds into a conversation without insulting me”

and it’s actually so valid because when harrow really does show up, the first thing harrow says to ianthe is “i will slay you where you stand” and then immediately follows that up with the world’s most devastating insult:

ianthe there was like “yep here’s the real harrowhark”

gffa

“The way I personally stay true to the story I started down on is to give myself permission to not teach anyone anything. I’m not writing a manual. I’m not delivering bromides. I know that a lot of people do take enormous pleasure and relief in lines or phrases or ideas from stories that ring true to their own lives, but it’s important for me that I tell a story and that I’m not writing Chicken Soup for the Necromantic Soul. It is getting harder and harder again, especially for authors from marginalised places or backgrounds, to write works where the takeaway isn’t ‘this is to succour all my marginalised people’. For anyone on the female-identified axis this is especially hard because it seems to me that most books by anyone female-adjacent have an expectation that they will comfort the uncomfortable and discomfit the comfortable etc., whereas a guy can just tell an adventure story and be done with it. This ties in with an idea that I think nowadays that good art is moral and bad art is immoral: i.e. if a story is bad it actually has to be because the lessons are bad, and if a story is good it must somehow be beautiful on the moral scale. We go looking for why the art we love is moral even if the art we love is a donut. I think this is the pressure of capitalism on time – that everything has to double or triple up in benefit compared to the time we take on it: if we’re prepared to waste eight hours on a book we had better be able to tot up at the end how that book was also feeding us in some way. That’s brand time we just used.“ (Tamsyn Muir) Holy shit, Ms. Muir, marry me.

#fav #for writing

diosapate

mercy killed john cleanly. he did not die in pain, she did not disrespect his body; she killed him quickly and efficiently and that was it. john killed her brutally!! he mutilated her and covered someone else with her gore and only then killed her with a tap to the back of the head. he ripped a dead woman’s cloak from her body and touched her corpse with his bare foot to prove a point!!

all this to say: necromancy is disrespect for the dead under the guise of reverence, and john isn’t even bullshitting respect for the dead anymore in Thee most obvious way. god’s mercy is finite and he has none left; i suspect that his “i’m just a little guy :)” act is at its end and we are about to see more of the man who claims that guys like him don’t make mistakes.

broken-academia

i read CS Lewis’ A Grief Observed one time years ago and i’m still not recovered from it

broken-academia

— A Grief Observed: part i-ii, C.S. Lewis x

corvophobia

the jodybeth tarot i drew as a commission for sofi >:)

jesterbots

genuinely one of the saddest parts of this new era of the internet is how hard it is to rick roll someone now. with people's attention spans shortening so much, they wouldn't even get through the first few bait seconds before clicking off the video. like i saw a comment that ended with "btw i made all of this up" and the replies kept treating it so seriously because none of them finished the entire 4 sentence comment. and We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I (do I) A full commitment's what I'm thinking of You wouldn't get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

whimsicalfairytales

Bro, my unyielding loyalty towards you is totally normal and healthy, I swear. It's just that it's definitely my duty to rip out your enemies throats with my bare teeth. You are the love of my life and I am your most valuable tool. Each night, I fantasize about dying in your arms, covered in blood, and then I close my eyes one final time, satisfied because I can feel your fingers on my face as I take my last breath. Haha anyways

psyche-in-the-window

matthias nonius in harrow the ninth is sooo funny, im sorry. dude's chilling in the river, suddenly is summoned to a bubble in said river by a 1000years in the future compatriot who has a obsessive hyperfixation and has written a 20-book long epic about him. in that bubble he has to fight a woman with a bitchy personality type who has more guns than she should and is for some reason dressed in a orange hazmat suit. he's doing this to protect the guy (dead) who wrote the 20-book long epic fanfic about him, a stick of a goth teenager (not dead) that is apparently being haunted by the woman in the orange hazmat suit (dead) and also created the river bubble, plus an assortement of ~5 other people (also dead). whole time he is forced to talk in meter????