What I learned most from you is how to be a body that does not react, to play dead in an unearned paradise. What I learned from you is how not to be a body.
— Megan Fernandes, from “Bad Habit,” Good Boys
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What I learned most from you is how to be a body that does not react, to play dead in an unearned paradise. What I learned from you is how not to be a body.
— Megan Fernandes, from “Bad Habit,” Good Boys
Justice and The Hierophant
I don’t know what you’ve been up to, but you’ve gotten the attention of all the authorities.
modern Shakespeare: Hamlet
“I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum.”
“I fell in love. Or, more accurately, I realized, and accepted for the first time that love was not merely a general, human possibility, nor merely the disaster it had so often, by then, been for me—according to me—nor was it something that happened to other people, like death, nor was it merely a mortal danger: it was among my possibility, for here it was, breathing and belching beside me, and it was the key to life. Not merely the key to my life, but to life itself.”
— James Baldwin, from “Take Me to the Water,” in No Name in the Street (via firstfullmoon)
you all hate the position i sleep in because you haven’t advanced to my level and you’re jealous of my mental acuity and caustic wit as well as being extremely good at sleeping
This is like. The opposite of the recovery position
Lila, strangling Holland: I'm going to fucking murder you
Holland, sobbing happily: Thank you
The full series of Shades of Magic character cards commissioned by @foxandwit! I posted a few here, but I thought they looked really cool side by side!
I started this project late 2018, and it’s really interesting to see how each card changed and improved bit by bit…
“And if what she sacrifices is her heart? Giving it up a piece at a time until there is nothing left? What do you have then, but a heartless ruler?”
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“Once, when I said he had saved me, you said I had saved him. From what?” Eddis didn’t need to answer. Saved him from becoming the Thief, the murderous figure sitting alone with his dead.
I won’t be able to participate in tqt week, but I wanted to at least post this old-ish wip! They saved each other!
Imagine showing up to work one day and people are like "jesus fucking christ there's a corpse in here", herd you to the back room and everyone who sees you also agrees that there is now a dead body where you are sitting, with the appropriate amount of shock and disgust about it. You figure it's some kind of a prank that they're pulling, but also the people that you know aren't into pranks, or aren't very good actors, are treating you like a corpse. They go weirdly back and forth between talking about you as if you're not there, and politely asking you to stay still while they figure out who you're supposed to call in case of a dead body randomly appearing.
Paramedics show up, study you thoroughly and agree that while they can't see any apparent sign of death, you are, indeed, dead, and ask you to climb aboard the ambulance. You're taken to the temporary corpse storage that hospitals have.
On the way there you ask them whether this kind of shit happens often, and while they won't look at you, the paramedics agree that they've never had a talking corpse before, though they won't question the fact that you're moving on your own.
You're eventually led to a morgue, where you're shown a slab to lay on, and at this point you don't really even question it, you just climb onto the Corpse Shelf and lay down, maybe have a little nap, with no idea what's going to happen next.
Then you wake up to someone walking into the morgue, who has the shit scared out of them when you move, and they're like "dude what the fuck, you're not supposed to be here, this place is for storing dead bodies" and when you're like "aw man sorry I thought I was a dead body" they have no idea whether you're joking and they don't care, you're just chased out of there.
And you just kinda go home and take a shower, show up to work normally the next day and nobody questions it.
And basically that's probably how those ants feel when scientists spray them with the Pheromone That Dead Ants Smell Like, and just hang out at the dead-ant-pile until the smell wears off.
so hard to find a decent exorcist these days :/
Apple Tree and Lovers or Apple Lovers
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I should get going; my three werewolf wives will be worried sick
"this would kill a medieval peasant" yeah and a halberd or the black plague would kill you too so stay humble
when im listening to my own library and playlists i feel like a powerful wizard but when im trying to show my music taste to anyone it feels like i have a shame cone on
i’m p sure i’ve posted this before, but it’s still funny