Today was an off day for me but it’s fine bc tomorrow I’ll be back to waking up at the crack of dawn & having at least 4 hours of study time out of the way by 10 am & popping into my orgo lab for a couple hours & hitting the gym after & studying some more until I have 8 hours of studying down & being off my phone & taking chilly walks at sundown w my headphones in & squeezing 10 minutes in to memorize my poem for the month & also fitting in half an hour to do some light recreational reading. Today I think I’ll just be kind to myself. I’m just going to review a couple chapters, do some Anki cards, and prolly get my training for my neuro clinic internship done. Then I’ll have my relaxing pm shower & tuck into bed w a comfort movie. I just want to chill tn for the first time in such a long time
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SECOND EP WOOHOO
script under cut!
[Rayne stares intimidatingly at Finn. It's super effective]
Finn, cowed: UM.
[Rayne knocks his head against his hand, looking fatigued] "..." [He opens to door to the dorm kitchen, suddenly]
Rayne: get in.
Finn: wha-
Rayne: GET IN.
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[SOMETIME LATER]
[Finn is scrounging through the pantry, looking for Mash's request]
Finn, internally: I really WASN'T expecting him to be here...Still...
Finn, internally, glancing at Rayne: It's been a long time since we hung out like this-
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[Finn nodding hus head somberly in tune with his thoughts. "yeah. that's right..."]
Finn, internally: Even if the tension is so strong that I want to curl into a ball... I can't help but feel relieve that HE invited me in...
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[Rayne has his back turned away from Finn, doing something on the other counter]
Rayne: ...what kind of dessert is he making?
[Finn, already a bundle of nerves, is shocked by this vocal interruption. He drops the box of Mean Sprouts in his worry. Before it hits the ground, he catches it]
[Rayne turns around, startled by the noise. Finn waves him off. "S-sorry..."]
Finn: ...It's, ah, a new bean filling bun recipe..!
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[Finn coughs, staring only at the box]
Finn: He wanted to make them with more proteins so-
Finn: he asked me to get all the beans from our dorm kitchen,
Finn: WHICH is why5 I came here in the first place...
Finn: He wants to make s...spicy...bean bun...desserts...
[Rayne stares at him. Considering. "..." Finn fidgets.]
Finn: So, yeah...
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still thinking about the. asgore's winter alarm clock dialogue like. If they ever finish this (please) imagine waking up one day to asgore divorced-reemurr saying "he was... my rudolph" ab some guy he used to know like
"I was... his Santa. He was... my Rudolph." With those sprites. like. Oh he was yours and you were his, huh. Sir. Sir--
hello, sir, what was that about the mistletoe--
Oh so. he uses the same nickname your ex-wife used for you. Is that so. The very same huh---
Oh so you wanted to show him the sun huh. You wanted to hold his hand and bring him to the surface and show him the beauty of the sun didn't you
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And here is the bull himself >:)
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I was like, ah I should make the shadow something interesting, and then I'm like GIVE HIM BULL HORNS???? OKAY SURE !!!!! I'm glad such thoughts can strike at 7 in the morning....thanks brain. But hehehe I'm glad bcs now this matches up super well with the Nando one!
New ship dynamic: who's the bull and who's the matador :)
I think, in this AU, Fernando is generally pretty fond of Seb when he first meets him. Like "ah yes my very own protégé, very nice, I shall mold him in my image." But then Seb starts veering off that course. Bullfighting is all about being dramatic, but Seb maybe has a bit too much(🤏) flair for the dramatic. This escalation starts while he's still Fernando's assistant but he keeps it generally at bay. But god when he becomes a matador himself, he's just off the rails insane.
Bullfighting, to me, is a sport about reckless endangerment of one's self in the pursuit of drama and performance(its literally described as a tragedy in three acts.) But Fernando thinks Seb endangers himself *too* much, not because he cares or anything, but he's making a mockery of the sport!! Especially when Seb starts doing that bull hand symbol(seen above), Fernando just keeps become more enraged with him, not anything to do with the fact that Seb is threatening his records and threatening his own wellbeing, nah of course not.
Seb's gesture is making a mockery of the sport, he's disrespecting the culture, the very nature of it, blah blah blah. Jenson once asks Fernando, after noticing him seething while watching Seb do his gesture, "Which bull are you really trying to defeat?" One could also describe Fernando and Seb's relationship as a "tragedy with three acts."
Anyways Fernando gets very tied up with this rivalry. Even after suffering a severe injury(I have yet to decide, but y'know mchonda electrocution core), he quickly returns to the sport, loath to let Seb get any more headway. And then Seb gets injured, poor little sweet Seb, and neither of them can handle it. Though I already covered this in my prev lore post 🤭 and I think I put it pretty viscerally there so!! I digress.
They're both matadors, but the bull itself is not the only bull Fernando wants to conquer. Conquer as in death? Hm.
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[…] The same thing happened to both of us.” His smile broadened and he lifted a forefinger into the air. “The Traumatic Event—you know that term? Have you done any reading on monsters like us?”
“Yes,” I said. “And Harry—my foster father—but he would never say exactly what had happened.”
Brian waved a hand around at the interior of the little box. “This happened, little brother. The chain saw, the flying body parts, the . . . blood—” With that same fearful emphasis again. “Two and a half days of sitting in the stuff. A wonder we survived at all, isn't it? Almost enough to make you believe in God.” His eyes glittered and, for some reason or other, Deborah squirmed and made a muffled noise. He ignored her. “They thought you were young enough to recover. I was just a bit over the age limit. But we both suffered a classic Traumatic Event. All the literature agrees. It made me what I am—and I had a thought that it might do the same for you.”
“It did,” I said, “exactly the same.”
“Isn't that nice,” he said. “Family ties.”
— Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter
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