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George Seferis, tr. by Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard from, “Memory I.”

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"Will you stop following me!" She instantly regrets giving them the squeaky boots.

each step , each stomp , each dramatic leap is accompanied by a squawk of the clown's newly-gifted boots. certainly no good for sneaking around the city and allowing others to share with her their trinkets and riches. aside from the displeasure it causes the sender , the receiver finds little use for squeaking boots. still , a toothy grin is fixed upon st. rangere's painted countenance , cheeks a shade of rose-pink , eyelids painted blue. “ must i - must i - must i , my queen ? “ voice lilts as if in song. “ you cannot wish for my departure so ... prematurely , not since you've gifted me these — “ two steps forward. “ oh , a delightful something ! “

in saint's hands , her old and tattered boots. “ queen bob ? “

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“ SAINT. “ the fool repeats her own name to herself ——— she hadn't remembered the last time someone had said her name so sweetly. like a lyric to her tongue. saint. [ SAINT ! ] grin grows to hear that ellie had answered both questions correctly and with no hesitation that the jester can perceive. the warm-lit tavern plays a tune that appeals to the drunkards and adventurers , rowdy and jolly are their poor singing as saint hoists her companion up to her feet and brushes off her shoulders. one more quick look over , accompanied by a twitch of a smile. “ dear elenore. with what charm you have , you'll have the masses swept off their feet next time ! may patience bless us both — we will see it done. “

it's not too long after the fall that food is presented before them ( courtesy of a few stolen coins ) : steaming hot meat and vegetable pastries with drink enough for the both of them. chatter and laughter break up the tavern music , though with what merriment fills the inn to its brim , st. rangere remains somewhat rigid in her posture. it's not been long since she had seen her own family. separated by wildfire , may her god protect them , if they are still alive and breathing. fingernails dig into the thick oak table between them. despite eyes finding ellie , the jester's gaze feels ... distant. an empty , practiced smile forms upon sheer-painted lips. “ did you sleep fine ? i had awoken to think we were under attack by a beast , who's growl or grumble could reach the tops of tress but ——— as it seemed. it were just me. “

･ .  ✶ ━━        face flushes bright red. elenore's kind of glad that the dim lighting ( the candle light ) of the tavern was making them all look a little red tinge. she really didn't want to explain it - the sheer fact that saint was getting in her face , while it would normally make ellie feel a little threatened , the ranger saved her life - ellie trusted her completely. the brunette had been getting hungry. she needed something to eat - this had been the closest place. the baker had been a little put off by the sudden realisation that food would be completely different to what she would be used too - which is why she hadn't been looking where she was going. there's a quick shake of her head , shoulders shrug upward nudging lightly at saint's arms , her hands followed suite and fingers wrapped around the ranger's wrists , holding onto the half elf - keeping her body steady. ellie had a little trouble keeping up with how she spoke , how anyone spoke around here , but she was getting the hang of it , she thinks. ❛ i definitely didn't want to make friends with them. ❜ she replied , a light laugh leaving her lips. shifting slightly , ellie tried to pull away but saint's hands made it difficult for her to move. ❛ i do have you , ❜ ellie frowns. ❛ and i appreciate that very much. ❜ another light laugh. ❛ i don't want to have to start all over. ❜ ellie mumbles slightly to herself - there was no way that anyone else would take her under their wing ( so to speak. ). ❛ i'm okay , saint. ❜ ellie answered - shaking her head , before she tugged the others hands away from her face and holding onto them. ❛ my name's elenore and you have two eyes. i just - didn't think i was that easy to push around. ❜

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Pearl — 2022, dir. Ti West

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@goldshadows SAID: now i know what you are . / does she or is she bluffing? who knows! from jami [ meme. ]

“ — what , that i'm your favorite ? “ the half-elf is no stranger to the art of lying , despite how the statement stirred uncomfortably within her chest. beneath well-loved and colorful attire , the pendant that was carved in the likeness of her god felt particularly cold against her skin in this moment. curious stare is quick to shift into a mask with a lighter , more jovial countenance matched with a flash of a toothy grin. the golden bells of her two-toned jester's hat jingle and chime with her animated pleasure. “ why , my dear companion , i'm flattered — to the highest degree ! “

the grin softens , and soon expression shifts into one with a touch more mystery. voice drops to a whisper : “ you are my favorite too , mischief-maker. “

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the very presence of ellie had stumped the jester for some time now , often times wondering if she had been within the grasp of the illithid creatures for much longer than herself. but the clothing did not match those of the humans that dwell by the seaside or illithid captors. that , and perhaps it was the idea that saint missed caring for others other than herself that she had developed a close attachment and desire to look after the other.

time , however , cannot match the ranger's taste for comedy — cruel as it is , while she was lost in thought , the leather-clad figure had pushed her companion over without so much as another inkling of a thought. the rogue , light on their feet , dashes to the baker , cool hands cupping her face. “ why'd you go and do that , did you want to make friends with them ? “ saint questions as digits brush back ellie's hair. “ it seems your request for new companionship has been denied , but wary not , poor forlorn proteus ! you have me , and i have you , and we'll have what we need to rest that weary head of yours. “

“ indulge me : you do remember your name , don't you ? how many eyes do i have ? “

╰   ––––––– ✧   @st-rangeres :      asked      ❨        ❛ did they just push you ?   ❜           ❩

･ .  ✶ ━━       a questioned hum leaves her. as her head tilts upward. looking up at the elf. brows furrowed as her eyes follow in the direction her partner was looking. glaring more like it. they then noticed who saint was talking about. a hulking figure - hunched over , massive club swung over its shoulder , who seemed to have a habit of pushing everybody who was in touching distance out of its way. eyes finally dragged themselves back to saint and her head starts to shake. but in all honesty - ellie couldn't really remember if it did or didn't. she doesn't do well in fantasy worlds. the brunette wasn't designed for worlds that relied on skill and strength and abilities outside of the kitchen. but she had been blessed when she had appeared - saint had found her. saved her. so , from then on ellie had stuck to saint like glue - not leaving her side. and she was quite pleased that the half elf had felt the same way. ❛ i - i uh don't ... ❜ words fall off and her head shakes. then the pain in her shoulder suddenly hit like a tone of bricks. ❛ ow. ❜ came the soft whine. ❛ yeah. ❜ was her final answer.

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↪ 𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑺𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬 𝑨𝑻 𝑴𝑬 . ( a collection of lyric starters from an assortment of billie eilish songs . adjust phrasing as necessary . )

you scared me to death .

there's nothing left to save now .

i don't think i caught your name .

i like it when you take control .

you're sacred and they're starved .

how dare you ? and how could you ?

one of us is gonna lose .

i don't even really know how it happened .

i'm out of sympathy for you .

just let me hold you .

don't talk about me like you might know how i feel .

try not to abuse your power .

i wish someone had told me i'd be doing this by myself .

it's not like me to be so mean .

you just want what you can't have .

would you like me to be quiet ?

i haven't slept since sunday .

i don't want to want you .

it hurts , but i know how to hide it .

i'm the only one who does it how you like .

you better keep your head down .

a lot can change in twenty seconds .

why aren't you scared of me ?

i thought that i was special .

you're looking at me like i'm see-through .

you were a hero , you played the part .

i never really know how to please you .

see what you wanna see .

gold's fake , and real love hurts .

no way , i'll call the cops .

maybe you should leave before i get too mean .

i just wanted to protect you .

you only listen to your fuckin' friends .

they're never gonna give you love like ours .

all you wanna do is kiss me .

don't you know too much already ?

it's weird that we care so much until we don't .

i didn't change my number , i changed who i reply to .

i don't know what feels true .

did you really think this is the right thing to do ?

i would hate to see you go .

i'd never treat me this shitty .

i'll only hurt you if you let me .

you made me feel like it was my fault .

now i know what you are .

i feel more and more like i was made for you .

you wanna kill me ? you wanna hurt me ?

don't try to make me feel bad .

wait , you know what ? maybe just forget it .

was i made from a broken mold ?

you want me to be yours , then you've gotta be mine .

tell me "nothing lasts" , like i don't know .

wait a minute , let me finish .

you know i'm not your friend without some greenery .

my demands aren't high to make .

stop , what the hell are you talking about ?

we both know i'm worth waiting for .

you ruined everything good .

you really know how to make me cry .

your love feels so fake .

i wanna be alone . alone with you , does that make sense ?

spit it out , what is it exactly ?

i'll never let you go .

if we were meant to be , we would've been by now .

you can pretend that you don't miss me .

just fucking leave me alone .

don't say i didn't warn you .

it's pretty cool , right ?

i think i might have fallen in love .

i tried not to upset you .

do you even feel anything ?

don't ask questions , you don't wanna know .

i've been walking through a world gone blind .

i just wanna make you feel okay .

i know you don't care , but can you listen ?

don't you know i'm no good for you ?

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EMMA 2020, dir. Autumn De Wilde

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good morning ! st. rangere is holding out both her hands , closed in fists , and seems to want your muse to pick either the right one or the left one. which do you choose ?

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wordlessly does the half-elf stare into the unforgiving landscape of the cursed shadowlands ——— she can feel its malice in the whisper of the trees, and from the rustling of the dead foliage. the warmth of the campfire does little to soothe the jester succumbed into a spell of silence. she is too far removed from her comfort here , to the point where she could find some small joy in entertaining a small batch of goblins if it meant she could have a taste of the sun once more. in her lap lay her four-pointed jester's hat , her hand squeezing the soft fabric , a soft chime of the golden bells accompanies the crackle of the fire.

@clochanam SAYS: there is no other choice . [ prompt. ]

fear-rattled voice remains soft, gaze distant. “ oh , aisling — please , don't tell me that. “ hands soon clasp , fingers intertwined for her to speak a mental prayer. strength , wisdom be with her in a land so ... unnatural. a sharp inhale , a blink of watery eyes. forgive her for the lack of her usual witticisms , she doesn't seem to be in much mood for jokes. “ these battles , this “ chin juts to gesture the landscape that envelops them both. “ ——— this is not for m  —  for us to fight. this. cult of the absolute. “ the name alone leaves a sour taste upon her tongue. saint swallows it down. “ someone will come along and fix it. patience keep us well-minded and safe. “

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↪ 𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑺𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬 𝑨𝑻 𝑴𝑬 . ( a collection of lyric starters from an assortment of billie eilish songs . adjust phrasing as necessary . )

you scared me to death .

there's nothing left to save now .

i don't think i caught your name .

i like it when you take control .

you're sacred and they're starved .

how dare you ? and how could you ?

one of us is gonna lose .

i don't even really know how it happened .

i'm out of sympathy for you .

just let me hold you .

don't talk about me like you might know how i feel .

try not to abuse your power .

i wish someone had told me i'd be doing this by myself .

it's not like me to be so mean .

you just want what you can't have .

would you like me to be quiet ?

i haven't slept since sunday .

i don't want to want you .

it hurts , but i know how to hide it .

i'm the only one who does it how you like .

you better keep your head down .

a lot can change in twenty seconds .

why aren't you scared of me ?

i thought that i was special .

you're looking at me like i'm see-through .

you were a hero , you played the part .

i never really know how to please you .

see what you wanna see .

gold's fake , and real love hurts .

no way , i'll call the cops .

maybe you should leave before i get too mean .

i just wanted to protect you .

you only listen to your fuckin' friends .

they're never gonna give you love like ours .

all you wanna do is kiss me .

don't you know too much already ?

it's weird that we care so much until we don't .

i didn't change my number , i changed who i reply to .

i don't know what feels true .

did you really think this is the right thing to do ?

i would hate to see you go .

i'd never treat me this shitty .

i'll only hurt you if you let me .

you made me feel like it was my fault .

now i know what you are .

i feel more and more like i was made for you .

you wanna kill me ? you wanna hurt me ?

don't try to make me feel bad .

wait , you know what ? maybe just forget it .

was i made from a broken mold ?

you want me to be yours , then you've gotta be mine .

tell me "nothing lasts" , like i don't know .

wait a minute , let me finish .

you know i'm not your friend without some greenery .

my demands aren't high to make .

stop , what the hell are you talking about ?

we both know i'm worth waiting for .

you ruined everything good .

you really know how to make me cry .

your love feels so fake .

i wanna be alone . alone with you , does that make sense ?

spit it out , what is it exactly ?

i'll never let you go .

if we were meant to be , we would've been by now .

you can pretend that you don't miss me .

just fucking leave me alone .

don't say i didn't warn you .

it's pretty cool , right ?

i think i might have fallen in love .

i tried not to upset you .

do you even feel anything ?

don't ask questions , you don't wanna know .

i've been walking through a world gone blind .

i just wanna make you feel okay .

i know you don't care , but can you listen ?

don't you know i'm no good for you ?

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REASONS TO CUP A FACE. ( A PROMPT LIST. )

with the help of some very talented and amazing friends, i present to you an unexpected, very spontaneous meme list based on the beautiful art of cupping someone's face! there's a mix of romantic and platonic here, and even a few that defy the boundaries of normal relationship dynamics! i hope you enjoy! as always; DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST NOR CLAIM IT AS YOUR OWN!

[KISS]: sender cups the receivers face in their hands before drawing them closer for a kiss.

[CHECK]: after an unexpectedly violent situation, sender frantically rushes to check if the receiver is okay, cupping their face to look closer.

[CLEAN]: sender affectionately wipes a smudge of sauce from the corner of the receiver's mouth, cupping their face in the process.

[LIFT]: sender gently cups the receiver's face and lifts their chin so the receiver is looking up at them.

[COMFORT]: sender cups a distressed receiver's face in their hands and steadies them by resting their foreheads together.

[ATTENTION]: during an important conversation, the sender takes the receiver's face in their hands and firmly directs their focus on them.

[MAKE-UP]: while applying make-up on the receiver's face, the sender cups their face in order to keep them still.

[PRIDE]: after the receiver succeeds in a remarkable achievement, the sender cups their face and tilts their foreheads together to express how proud they are of them.

[WHISPER]: in order to have a private, hushed conversation with the receiver, the sender cups their face and draws them close to make sure they can be heard.

[HAIR]: in the process of pushing the receiver's hair back from their face, the sender lets their hand rest against the receiver's cheek a moment longer.

[GROUND]: during a moment of intense emotional stress, the sender gently takes the receiver's face in their hands to ground them until they're calmer again.

[WONDER]: unable to comprehend how incredible the receiver is, the sender decides to simply cup their face in their hands and marvel at them instead.

[LAST LOOK]: before going into a situation that may result in their death, the sender takes a moment to cup the unaware receiver's face in their hand, just to take a final look of admiration at them before they go.

[SACRIFICE]: the sender cups the receiver's face tenderly to distract them, right before shoving them out of the way (to safety) and facing an attack alone in order to buy the receiver enough time to escape.

[BELIEF]: in a moment where the receiver is lacking in self-confidence, the sender cups their face tenderly and professes their faith in the receiver's abilities.

[DISBELIEF]: after the receiver has done something completely unexpected (and reckless) the stunned sender cups their face in their hands while trying to get them to explain why the hell they did it.

[BETRAYAL]: trying to keep the receiver calm before the big reveal, the sender cups their face gently to keep them steady, and then reveals that they're the villain.

[WOUND]: after the receiver has been wounded, the sender tries to keep them calm and conscious by cupping their face in their hands and talking to them to keep them focused.

[INJURY]: after having been badly wounded themselves, the sender tries to reassure the frantic receiver by cupping their face and comforting them.

[RAMSAY]: after the receiver commits a culinary crime, the sender presses two slices of bread against either side of their face, cupping their face to hold the bread in place, and calls them an idiot sandwich.

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now , cliche visual as it is ... would you let st. rangere fix flowers in your hair yes or no ?

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↪ 𝑹𝑬𝑰𝑵𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 ; ᵀᴼ ᴮᴱ ᴿᴱᴮᴼᴿᴺ . ( a collection of lyric starters from ᵐᵉˡᵃᶰᶤᵉ ᵐᵃʳᵗᶤᶰᵉᶻ'ˢ 2023 album , 𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔰 . adjust phrasing as necessary . )

my body is dead , but i'm still alive .

your words mean nothing , so take them back .

you're always on my mind , i can't help it .

my mind wants to control me .

i fear i won't live to see the day tomorrow .

there is no other choice .

i hate who i was before .

lay all your burdens to rest .

you're no good at acting , it's obvious what you're after .

i know how to make you go crazy .

you are the light , i've been searching for forever .

i never once was treated right .

you make me feel like i'm on drugs .

i'm feeling too scared to sleep .

i'll wreck you if you chase me .

i'm done , i'm done .

why do you always act so serious ?

i don't give a fuck , 'cos i'm so strong .

you're messing with my cycle , that's dangerous .

be the manic pixie dream girl you fucking ought to be .

i won't lick your wounds today .

don't treat me that way .

i won't be ashamed for loving you .

i never knew what it meant , to be content with you .

if you bite my hand again , i will never feed you .

it took me way too long to put this to bed .

every time you tell a lie , i'm praying that you choke .

i won't be mistreated .

it's all a game now , but once i'm in the world it's lost .

i know what's coming .

all of the planning , yet i still feel unprepared .

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"I choose the red card"

a practiced smile is fixed upon sheer-painted lips, honey-brown eyes glancing between the downturned card and their audience of one. hand hovers over the card for exaggerated suspense before flipping it over with an audible 'whack!' against her open palm. “ red card ! “

but ... ah , it seems that despite their wishes , the card is not red at all. the card of the empress is laid out before them. for only the briefest moment does saint seem to be somewhat curious , and the smallest bit distressed found in furrowed brow. a conclusion disrupts whatever thought seemed to plague the rogue and deft hands square away at her cards. “ i'm sorry , it looks like you don't win today. “

“ don't take your losses too hard though , it'd be no fun ——— plenty of other games to win. i'll pray you win next time. “

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👀✨ meme call ?? i’ll send you a couple memes from your tags

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there is some sort of warped and extreme definition of what love and happiness is to them, just when saint has a moment of feeling unhappiness or disappointment with something that your muse has done, just says “i don’t think i love you anymore.“