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#finicky #1970s

'Everything seems to be getting worse. Or else I'm getting intolerably old and finicky.'

Iris Murdoch, from A Fairly Honourable Defeat

Drawing OCs!! I’m using a random generator to pick who I draw c: I got Finicky here! She’s a subeta angel Montre! She’s a buisness kitty whos very finicky about things c: but falls in love with her yes man assistant whos a massive dork <3

#subeta #angel montre #montre #subeta montre #OC #anthro #finicky #miss finicky #doodle #ruhianna #my art

#funny #food #finicky #touching #ridiculous

Last Line Tag

Rules: Post the last line that you wrote, then tag as many people as there are words in the line.

Tagged by @writingamongthecoloredroses. I’m grabbing from one of the older ones I’ve still got listed, so. No idea when. But I’m determined to try and work through some of them, human! I will get them all done. Hopefully.

Rather than the reassurance he sought, however, all Calleum received was the slight, jerky nod of someone that was equally unsure; of someone that had been staring down into the same void, expression contemplative, and their body language wary, and so, so afraid.

For Pulse this time! A little pivotal moment for the Adeyemi-Nakamura siblings, their friend Xanxia, and everything they’ve ever really known, truthfully. I’m not sure how far they’ll get right now, but. It’s a start for them.

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#writing #my writing #tag game #wip: pulse #it can also be called Bad Idea Time #this is the direct result of me listening to a creepy pasta audio and obsessing over Prey at the same time #think I might've been listening to Angry And Vulnerable Girls too which probably explains the scenes after #and things have gotten...#finicky #but interesting #a nice dash of spice to it #and more room for creative liberties and trauma to be honest #i'm also not sure if this is a permanent scene or not #but i'm inclining towards yes #I'd also like to add that I REALLY HOPE this makes sense and says what I THINK it says #because my glasses DON'T WORK right anymore and I'm LIVID #and I can't zoom this #so I'm GUESSING what it's saying without actually KNOWING

“shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.” @ Koichiro Mutoh to Ayumu Mutoh @naosh-of-muses

THERE WILL COME A DAY WHEN THE EARTH WILL CEASE TO EXIST. Through human’s own actions or their inactions to stop it , some day humans will no longer be around. Ayumu felt like this was really the end of the world , that their inactions as humans were the cause of it. But what could she have done ?? Barely a girl herself , all her focus has ever been on was her grades and her future.

... Her future , that was no longer a likelihood. No , it died with her team mates. Bodies littered on the floor like trash , the scent of blood and death had already been in the air when Ayumu woke up after the quakes shook her school. She can still feel the throb of her leg after hitting it against a fallen locker , she can still hear the raspy cry of “ Help ... me .... ” from the team mate she - she just left there !! Left there to die !!

One minute , her awareness is still set in that school , destroyed halls that seem like they never end - glass shards and bodies were everywhere , the stench all too real , the only breath of relief is the sound of her father’s voice.

Then light fills her blurry vision as her body jolts up. Rubs her eyes , breathing is harsh. It takes her a moment to realize where she is - still with the other survivors of the initial quakes , her father’s face grounds her to reality once more.

It had just been a dream.

And thank the heavens for that.

After moments pass as she brings herself mentally back to reality , her body jumps up. Shaking arms wrap tightly around her father , face buried in his shoulder and harsh breaths are taken sharply. She’s trying to calm down her breathing , but it seems she’s not having luck with it.

“ It - it felt so real. Like - like - like I was back there again - at the high school and I - I couldn’t do any - anything - for them again. ” she confides , nearly choking on her own tongue as the words fall without hesitance. Her father , mother , and brother were her shreds of sanity now , not knowing how she could make it if they weren’t around her. She could safely confide in her father what the dream was about , even if she’d always try to tough things out. It was too much for her to ignore now.

She would always feel survivor’s guilt for being the one to live , find some new way to blame herself for not being able to help them. Her last thought was that it had been her phone - that she was selfish enough to take her phone with her , and because of that she somehow wasn’t able to save them. It seemed like a rational thought to her.