#The flesh is weak but the mind is willing

[azaleatarupa]

Greased Duck or Baked Rooster?

Writing Practice.

Note: I am open to any friendly criticism and please excuse the little German I used. I don’t oft show my writing to public so please, have mercy. 

“You’re allowed to fall apart a little.”

It was in the night her sleep was disturbed. Where wind dare not touch any sleeping. A soft knock once then twice was sounded through her room effectively jolting her from her sleep. Elizabeth Von Heigner was a woman of many hidden talents but also a woman who preferred a greased duck compared to oven baked rooster like many women would prefer at any event after hours. She turned and stared at the shabby door, praying, hoping that it was a figment of her imagination or her dreams which she had a hard time recalling at the moment and when she was just about to give up and lay down, another soft knock came from the door and by impulse, she groaned loudly. Throwing the blankets off with a huff and an arm rub to stave off the cold, she forced open the door with a glare and illuminated by the light of the moon shining in her room, it was Vistri Heele a woman of high class and status combined. “Lady Heele, it’s the hour of the serpent, why do you come to my quarters so late into the night?” Elizabeth pondered whilst stepping aside allowing Lady Vistri in.

The door shut for privacy, she guided the woman to sit in her living area near the fireplace which was simmered down to nothing but embers. “Please, excuse me. The fire died down early into the night hence the devil’s cold breath in the room.” Elizabeth complained, feeding the fire with both spare logs beside her fireplace and air from the bellow at the foot of her bed. She sat beside her as the fire both warmed the room and illuminated it. “I would’ve thought you and the Emperor would be swinging in the gardens or galivanting off into the night.” Her teasing words did nothing to uplift the Lady Heele's expression or mood, quickly throwing Elizabeth for a loop, seeing the change in in the room. “Lady Heele-“ “Refrain from naming me by formalities.” The other woman barked. Elizabeth could only lean away, concerned of why Vistri Heele, The Empress of the lands was so angry, especially with her? What had she done to spark the ire in her? She had only done as society allowed her in the presence of the Empress and Emperor and partied and gone to bed like any young eligible ladies in court or high class would. “Lady- Vistri, you know it is inappropriate for me call you by your true name, I am already disobeying law and etiquette by calling you Lady Heele and not Your Majesty or Empress.” Her golden eyes wandered that skin glowing by the fire, those eyes like the night sky, dark and foreboding you could never tell what thought nor emotion swam in those eyes. Maybe that’s what made her a great choice of Empress. Vistri, with her ire filled eyes and tense muscles, whipped to Elizabeth with a snarl. “Do I have to say it or are you going to continue to stay stupid with that clueless face of yours like always!” Now, Elizabeth truly was outright offended and hurt. “Vizzie! What on earth has gotten into you? Did you and the emperor squabble whilst fucking or something?” Golden eyes wide with offense and a snarl pulling her lips. But Vizzie looked away when Elizabeth’s face turned sour in retaliation. “Liz, don’t look at me like that.” Oh, oh now Elizabeth could see what was happening…

“What? Are you that disgusted with the taste of baked rooster and your choices?” She leaned back into the chair across from her, planting her bare feet atop the coffee table separating them. “Do you truly miss the chaste kiss of a greased duck?” From a snarl into a smirk, she allowed her night slip to loosen and show skin as it rode off her legs allowing The Empress a show. “Lizzie!” “Oh, quit acting as if it’s anything new, you’re the one that said you liked how they looked.” Now, Vistri could feel the built spit and restraint from within Lizz was right, she did say that once upon a time. “Liz, I came to you for comfort and only that.” Her voice gentle hoping for an understanding. “You come to me at the hour of the serpent and expect me to not think you’d want something other then comforting words and a shoulder to cry on?” Elizabeth mocked her while throwing her gown back over her legs with a pout. “Don’t tease me, Lizzie.” “It is you that continues to tease thine, Empress.” The raven-haired woman rose a brow to her supposed accusation. “You really think I cannot see the way you eye your maids? The way you grapple their hips like they bore you child?” “You forget, you made me the head of the maiden station, I know everything that happens here in the halls, these girls are loyal to me.” All the woman could do was blink stunned but gawffed at her childhood friend. “That says nothing, Lizzie.” Now it was Elizabeth’s turn to be sly with a raised brow and devilish turn of her lips. “Then I’d suppose you wouldn’t recall the late-night hours you spend with another lowly servant named Elizabeth fairing her golden locks and fair porcelain skin? Of course, hers is nothing compared to mine, right?” The doubt in her voice was all Vistri could hear and leaned closer, if only she could caress her cheek, to dissuade her self-doubts. “Never could compare, Hase.” She knew the words and moves to make Elizabeth melt her hard heartto her, but this was more tamed compared to her other methods. “I thought intruding on someone’s privacy was against your morals, Shatz?”

Holding her head high and pouting, blinking those eyes at her. Elizabeth huffed and smack her lips before speaking. “Not when it comes to the woman who chose a common and cunt spend rooster over me.” Adding in a whine and tears to her theatrics which got Vistri to her side in seconds, smashing her lips into hers and Elizabeth could no longer hold her act and pulled her closer by the hips. “Let me regain what that rooster has stolen from me.” Vistri could only laugh and hold her close by the sides of her face. “Make me scream, mein Elisabet.”

[bamber344]

i would like to write, however i am cursed with a physical form that requires consistent rest. how is anyone expected to work under these conditions?? We should unionise.

[seiya-starsniper]

Me: why am I so tired

My body: you drove 10+ hours by yourself last weekend, socialized with no breaks, have had almost nonstop meetings all week, then walked 3+ miles around the city for fun yesterday, which gave you cramps so you couldn't sleep last night, and then you went and drove another 2 hours to see Barbie today. Also somehow you wrote a fanfic in between all that.

Me: it's a mystery

[artekai]

It's weird because I did say Fross was true neutral on his character sheet and my reasoning for that was that he's not particularly motivated by the pursuit of evil, he is mostly just motivated by whatever feels easiest/safest to him, and no matter how much he wants to hurt someone, he probably won't do it on purpose until it's the last resort. But then again I don't know anything about dnd alignments so I might be interpreting them all wrong. AND I suspect I may have underestimated his desire for evil. Or he might be becoming more evil as time goes on, who really knows

[diarylikepurposes]

Hate it when I stop exercising and then start exercising again. It feels soooo bad to barely manage 5 pushups when you KNOW that you can do more.

[pikslasrce]

why is it that every time i see theres a cool themed party going on i decide id rather go sleep 😭😭😭

[x-gon-give-it]

How's that caffeine going? (Also on caffeine and damn everything vibrates so fast, right??)

So very very fast my brain is NYOOOOOOMMM and it shouldn’t be because it’s now 3:00 in the morning and I gotta sleep

[nyonyia]

once again i am left to wonder how joyfully free i would be if i were hot

[arandomapocalypsedweller]

Tonight: A mon designer has an internal crisis relating to conflict of ability and desire to create

I want to make a game. I know what I want, but my big idea is too complicated for my skill level, so I’ll start small. Just a little game about collecting mons, probably not even a combat system for this first one, just a simple, small game you could play in browser or something.

Where the hell do I even start?!

They tell you ‘start small’ but they never tell you *how* or *where* to start. 

What mechanic do I code first? How do I even start writing the code? What keywords correspond to the method I’d use to make the ‘monster table’? How do I log each individual monster as separate from each other? Do I need to find a design doc template? Do I need to go that far for something so small? 

I have so many questions, but I must suck a googling because I get no good answers!

Maybe I should stop thinking about development while sleepy after a long work day.

[dude-iloveu]

me when no drawing tab: i miss drawing i wanna draw i have need nothing but drawing

me with my drawing tab: what do I Do

[noetic-noesis-noein]

[workin’ on getting drafts ‘n’ things out, thank y’all so much for being patient with me, I started another job a few weeks ago and trying to find time for meself has been rough]

[readyforthegarden]

[kirbyhasagun]

I want to be a whore but I'm scared of sex

[callusedhand]

feeling a bit bummed lately, pls excuse selective replies

[you-show-me-love]

I have been exhausted all day and even though i have an idea for todays kinktober i don't know if i have the energy to write it

[aceofshitposts]

fic when alksdfsdhfjl;skjfhks

it is coming my man i am working on it im sorry work shot me in the kneecaps and i pulled a muscle yesterday LMAO i should've updated you all but i also felt bad whining about it lmaoooo

anyway i'm working on it and holiday weekend so like. [gives a very weak double thumbs up]

also as a sidenote anon, be careful with sending these kinds of asks. i'm pretty chill about it cuz i know you're excited about seeing more fic and i like that kind of engagement (provided you're not being downright rude and entitled) but not everyone appreciates having demands made towards them, yknow? so just be mindful of that 💖