hmmm so this is a bit random but I was super sad last night and while I was crying I remembered the book I was writing and suddenly got struck with inspiration and wrote this. I just felt like sharing
this is a random snippet that will be in the book, the mmc name is Ezra for now, until I can think of a different name lmao. The book for now is called "Is There Somewhere"
a couple of context bits; the fmc is in a world that takes shape with her emotions, ezra is the guide to this world (which used to be just like the other wonderers) and many people in the past have traveled here. It's a romance and the healing journey of the fmc with a hint of magical realism. The fmc has no memory of her life before traveling here and remembers bits and pieces
word count: 500
warnings: depressive thoughts, fmc having a breakdown
“I did nothing with my life, nothing!” I exclaim covering my ears and closing my eyes. He stands there watching, observing. I feel the storm coming. A storm caused by my anger and grief for a life I don’t remember but I know I’ve lost. The scent of something grassy yet poisonous reaches my nose. I’m reminded of cilantro and wish to disappear.
I so desperately want to be held. For my head to be stroked and cheeks caressed.
But I feel so lonely and broken. So so fucking lonely. He’s there. He sees my pain and maybe he’s doing something. Maybe he’s conducting a plan but I can’t tell. He might’ve been hugging me but I don’t even know, I feel nothing. I feel numb and pain at the same time. My eyes flutter but never close, I stare at the patchy earth. The grass grows taller and taller, it covers the tips of my shoes and soon tickles my ankles.
“I want to die,” I whisper.
“No, you don’t,” he says. “You just want to live a life you want.”
“Fuck you,” my voice is bitter and sharp like a knife. “I hate you.”
“No, you don’t,” he replies with a grin. “When one is angry, they are often wrong.”
Clouds gather above, swirling and swirling. An endless color of grays. The grass now comes a little below my knees. I’m going to drown. The green is going to take me. The wind howls.
“Help me what do I do? Make it stop. Please.”
“Oh little one, you know that’s not how this works,” he sighs, kicking a bit of the bare earth around his feet. “I can only do so little. This is your world, I told you never to forget that.”
Now the grass curls around my feet they’re like thin ropes. They’re easy to break out of and I smile when I hear the satisfying snap.
But that smile quickly fades. They don’t stop growing and they follow as I take multiple steps back.
“Ezra, please.”
“Just let go,” he says brown eyes finding mine. “Let go and be devoured.”
“I thought…”
I can’t finish the sentence, I don’t know what I thought— that we were friends? Lovers? Cursed beings destined to spend eternity forever?
He swiftly closes the distance and with instinct, I step back. Before my heel can touch the ground, he holds my hand and pulls me flush to his chest.
“Trust me,” he mutters. “Trust me. Trust me. Your emotions may be brutal and poisonous but they won’t kill you. How can it, when they belong to you and no one else? You are unique my sweet memory.”
I don’t even notice that the grass has grown to my shoulders, my neck burns. Fat tears flow down my cheeks, he never breaks his gaze, the furrow between his brows as deep as ever.
“Sometimes in order to be free we must be trapped. Do not fear yourself.”
And just like he wanted, I am devoured.
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So, I have been thinking… I suddenly have a mighty need for season 5 Finan, specifically that hand gesture he makes before they take Athelstan on the hunt.
So, if you could help a girl out… I’d love you forever. (If you aren’t too busy)
Thanks babe 😘
You're a menace. I totally hated every second of this and didn't cackle at all.
Enjoy babe xox
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This is my color theory final! I made a Pigeon Book!
By made a book I mean I bound all of these and covered it in leather and made a real looking book. Every time I bound a page, I felt like a medieval monk it was awesome.
I've included the titles of each piece and the materials under the cut
Beginning (cellophane, watercolor)
Creation (alcohol marker, ink, gouache)
"You Know What They Say" (colored pencil, blue ink)
Portrait (oil Pastels, colored paper)
Post Mortem (oil pastels, colored paper)
Posse' on Broughton (marker, gouache)
Waldo (gouache)
Wild Cousins (gouache, colored pencils)
Strange Land (watercolor, colored pencil)
The Endling (cellophane, watercolor)
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what do you think toshiro's version of laios would've been like if he was still with the group during the shapeshifter shenanigans
there have been a few speculations in the tag and among the fans and they are all very good SO i am going to take this opportunity to insert a bit of my shipping bias as i like in my interpretation LMAO agdsfgdfgv
i noted that in actuality shuro seems to have a very good grasp on laios' character??? this is most obvious in the manga later on but even seeing how he criticises laios in their fight... iirc nothing he says is actually untrue or wildly exaggerated, and while he does express frustration over something he feels like laios Should have control over (noticing his cues), he is also aware that laios isnt being malicious and that hes Just Like That. what i mean to say is that while i think his version of laios may seem more pushy and in-your-face, i dont think it will be overwhelmingly so. if its post-fight, i think the idea of laios (and marcille) being willing to do anything to get falin back made a big impression on him, as well as the idea that they need to eat and rest in order to succeed in their goals, so those aspects would be prominent in his version. he seems pretty observant, so i think for the most part the physical traits would line up, but i think there would be specific things that stand out to him that would appear strangely striking on his version of laios (like. idk something about his eye colour or the subtle contrast of his armour and chainmail. he seems to have a weird sense of aesthetics if extras are anything to go by lmao). if hed actually been paying attention all those times laios had gone on about what the hell ever, then it might be even MORE hard to tell apart his version since he would also have a good grasp on what laios should know. so either his version of laios is pretty difficult to pick out, OR despite the character being accurate his appearance is too. stylised lmao (exaggerated features or something) OR!! they just get him to pull out his monster gourmet guide thing and are able to tell from there. iirc everyone was surprised at its appearance so its possible toshiro had also never seen it before
IN MY IMAGINARY SHIPPING SCENARIO............ lets say that his laios isnt able to be picked out immediately and that the monster guide thing also doesnt immediately occur to anyone. what the real laios Specifically notices is how close this other laios keeps getting to shuro. and hes like. ??? why is he getting so close to him, theres no way i get that close to him??? but no one else seems to be picking up on it as weird, so hes having a small crisis like do i REALLY get that close to him???? and now that hes on the outside he notices shuro subtly leaning away and he feels both a wave of shame and..... protectiveness??? (JEALOUSY??????) and he immediately steps in and grabs him like Hey!!! cant you see hes uncomfortable???? weve been through this already!!! and like. ok i cant believe im doing this again but i need to separate this into different endings
a) the whump route: i dont think shuro ever envisioned Actually Telling laios about his frustrations outside of being basically cornered into it. has he ever spoken up against what was expected of him?? has he ever been confrontational???? i think part of what held him back from expressing his frustrations, along with the cultural norms, could be fear of what the reaction would be. if he had done the same in any other aspect of his life (his family, his inheritance), i think he would expect disappointment, disapproval, more proof that he doesnt add up to expectation. to be honest i dont think he Truly believes that laios is the type of person to react like this. but it was strong enough to prevent him from acting and i think would be projected onto his image of laios. maybe fake!laios says something dismissive like Well if it really bothered him hed say something right? what, he cant even stand up for himself? cmon, shuro, prove that you cant handle it just like everything else. and thats pretty much the fastest giveaway that it isnt really laios. of course this would be a HUGE tonal departure from what the actual episode/chapter was, so:
b) the dumbass route: both laioses break into fisticuffs, and, yes.... barking. and so they speedrun the entire encounter as the shapeshifters true form appears and, after laios points out that thinking too hard about others versions of you can tear apart groups and peace of mind, they pointedly do not speak of it again. they think about it though. a LOT
c) the normal route: both laioses argue normal like and the group ends up being able to tell them apart because the fake laios goes on a little too long about how theyre all here for falin and everyones like ok its not like he DOESNT love his sister but.......... the rest of the scenario probably goes like canon, though then i would want to see what everyone Else thought of shuro
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Yesterday I was replaying Deltarune and I was going really insane about it picking up on things I missed on my first playthrough and something that fucked me up hard was this line here
The little ellipsis at the end, almost like you can hear the regret on their voice. Voice of an ad who is realizing maybe they fucked up on this one. But it also made me think of... The possibility of this being a reaction to Spamton's actions.
Because I don't think this was an automatic thing, I feel like their drifting off was gradual. Sure, their jealousy had won them over (I'd have killed the guy or myself if I was them so I don't even blame them) but Spamton was too getting busier and busier the more famous he got, and as they say, that never stopped. He only kept getting bigger, until it all came crashing down. And when it did it was one of them who tried to go find him, after all that.
But I digress, let's focus on the original quote from my favorite sigma enby themselves, Pink Addison. There's obviously not only the regret to it, but feeling like they were abandoned too. Both parties lost a lot and the real tragedy is just how easily it could've have been avoided! Or rather, how beyond their control it was...
But I'll get off topic if I keep speaking so I'll leave it at that. The sheer tragedy that there is to everyone involved just makes me insane. Like I said in a post previous to this; you cannot trace down a good guy or a bad guy in this tale, it's just desperate people taking awful decisions and living to regret their actions.
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