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seventies-arcana · 1 year ago

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PAC: what romance trope are you?

hi lovies! i got a fun one for you all today. in this pac reading, you will find out which romantic trope fits your energy the best. this is purely for entertainment and enjoyment purposes only. seriously, i had so much fun doing this one! ask upon your guides/higher self to help guide you to which photo/pile you should select, then read the message. (basically, let them vibe check you 🤭) images are not mine. pick a picture to begin ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

pile one (the lollipops): the little things + self healing + true love this pile definitely carries friends to lovers energy. picking up on your persons quirks, anxious habits, reading their body language like it's second nature. knowing every detail about your person that you don't realize goes beyond the typical platonic relationship, until you've fallen too deep. not being able to confess your feelings after weeks of harboring them because you don't want to potentially ruin the friendship. the lingering gazes across the room that last just a second too long for it to be platonic. the passing touches lasting a bit too long to be excused as "normal friends being friends". the pining for each other, too blinded by your own attraction to realize it's mutual. at the heart of it all, the love is love. it's genuine, it's unexpected, it's rare. it's you, it always has been you.

pile two (the silk): casanova + protection + attraction this pile contains enemies to lovers energy, hands down. deep history, conflicting viewpoints, refusal to find common ground. but the tension is there. hell, the hatred might be nothing more than a surface level mask. it starts with a disagreement. it progresses into physical attraction. it'll end with romance. because no matter how many times you tell them that you hate their stupid face, you can't deny how much you want them. they'll say they don't need someone like you, but in minutes you'll catch them looking at you like they want to kiss you. eventually, it'll become more intimate. your feelings will get harder to conceal inside. and when you and your person finally tell the truth, the love is built on understanding each other, knowing each other at their worst. despite everything that's happened, i'll stand by your side.

pile three (the dice): solid decision + impatience + chance the energy of a forbidden romance is told within this pile. romeo and juliet, through and through. no matter what, against all odds, you and your person will try to be with each other. it doesn't matter if your told to find someone whose wealthier or offers more stability. you want them. the yearning you have for each other is so deep it's almost painful. the secret meetings are everything to you. you will give the relationship a chance, even if the path ahead is tough, because they offer you a sense of love unlike any other. you know that they are your person. it doesn't matter if someone else disapproves. you will fight for them, they will fight for you. this love is dangerous. it's risky. it's all consuming. it's dedicated. and it's yours. i will leave this life behind if it means i get to love you.

pile four (the cherries): newfound respect + fondness + deception these cards are carrying the energy of a faking dating trope. you're just trying to reach a common goal through this, right? wrong. the extended proximity will cause feelings to develop between the two of you. looking at each other after a few weeks of this obligation, and seeing something new. there's hidden desires sprouting deep in your soul that you'll push to the back of your mind, not realizing it's happen to your person as well. pretending that it's just a fake relationship, telling each other that it's nothing more once you two are alone, even though you continue to sit close together in private. the lines between what's real and what's fake begin to blur. the confession at the end of the fake relationship is raw, expressing how you want it to be real this time. i don't want to lose you, not after all this time together.

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blu-ish · 10 months ago

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Sticks and Stones

LMAO MY FOOTS STILL BROKEN AND IM COPING OKAY-- *throws Sonadow fanfic*

When Sonic ends up with an injury that lands him partially bedridden, Shadow has to come to terms that he's maybe, just maybe, a little annoyed by the self-proclaimed hero's disappearance.

...

What was he doing?

Shadow stood frighteningly still on top of one of the hundreds of office buildings overlooking Station Square, he could've been easily mistaken for a statue if it wasn't for the nights cold breeze gently swaying his dark quills.

He supposed it was routine. Being released from G.U.Ns clutches at an ungaialy hour, drop off Rouge at her club which may or may not be directly connected to Team Darks apartment; unbeknownst to their landlord, and eventually take a walk that ends up with him on top of a steel structure.

So why did it feel so... off?

The hybrid tightly furrowed his brow, deep in thought.

That's why he came up here; to think, ponder, reflect. It felt, content enough in-between the noises of the city life below him. It reminded him of his first ever conscious moment's on the planet. Even if a little fuzzy, recalling how he could never quite stop looking at the vibrant hues.

But none we're in comparison to the beauty of the Earth itself.

The fauna, flora, each individual ecosystems fascinated him. The one's he and Maria would read about on the ARK didn't do it any justice. So much so that he would occasionally lose himself staring at a bird feeding their family, or the ripples of a nearby stream. It seemed forbidden, like a treasure he didn't deserve to see, but did anyways.

There we're always new places to discover, places Sonic would drag him too in the dead of night--

oh.

Sonic.

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Sonic grumbled, lazily tossing his controller off to one side. Not even video games could entertain him anymore, all the character did was run around collecting things... it was like it was making fun of him.

It was late, but he couldn't sleep. How could he? He's been in his room for days. His left leg propped up on the pillow Tails got him, wrapped in itchy bandages that were taking all of his willpower not to rip off.

Bouncing his good leg up and down, Sonic felt so much pent up energy it nearly drove him mad. He needed to do something, anything besides just sitting laying here.

It's not like it hurt that bad anyways, he's been hit way harder than this--he figures. Besides, he had natural chaos energy running through his veins, he'd be back up and at it soon.

Not soon enough for him though...

....

He wouldn't admit it out loud, but any sort of injuries Sonic got delivered to his legs freaked him out. Maybe next to water but, everyone kinda knew that.. and tight spaces.

But this? This is different. It wasn't like he was being "contained" per say. He was physically unable to run. To escape. To just ENJOY the feeling, he felt...

vulnerable...

He shook his head, rubbing his temple. He really could use some fresh air, and to touch grass.

Sonic took a mental gamble in his head, figuring that if he was quick enough he could technically try going for a midnight walk, just for a bit.

Emerald eyes peered over to the foot of his racecar bed, where a boot made by a certain two Tailed fox laid. It was technically for waddling around the house with but he's sure it would function like a normal shoe--probably.

Doing the straps, and then redoing them again. He was satisfied, good enough he guessed. Gripping onto his sheets, he carefully set his foot down, trying to ignore the sudden pressure that shot up.

Sonic took a sharp breath.

He's fine... he's fine.

It was a long journey to the front door, he opted for that instead of his window escape due to a certain foot not cooperating with his master plan. Cringing at the loud creak the door made, he sighed, stepping outside.

His nose was greeted with the nights fresh breeze, instead of the cheeto puffs he's been smelling forever.

A smile escaped his lips, trying to suppress the urge to giggle too loud at how stupid of an idea this was. Too late to turn back now, and he wasn't looking back.

Besides it would probably take him until morning to waddle back to bed anyways. Night time adventure it is!

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He must've really lost his mind now.

The agent couldn't tell you why he ended up skating into Green Hills, he wasn't too sure himself. But he supposed it was a nice change of scenery.

Shadow opted to sit next to a flower bed, examining each flower carefully, being sure not to crush any of them. There were so many different diverse species, they smelled lovely as well.

It must've been pretty shocking for any living organisms who observed the hedgehog from their nests or burrows, the Ultimate Life Form, stopping to smell the flowers.

His hand stopped near a blue orchid, it's bright blue petals curved behind it like a waterfall. While it's face pointed up towards the moon.

Shadow joined the flower, gazing up toward the heavenly rock.

"Did you know, they say the moon might have came from the very Earth?" He told the flower, that swayed in response.

"It reflects the light from our star, the sun, and watches over the Earth. ...Like it's shadow."

The flower might have lost interest, because it momentarily swayed away, Shadow huffed but without any real venom. "Well, excuse me."

"Are you talking to a flower?"

Shadows quills shot up, he quickly turned around to see a familiar blue hedgehog. Who was weirdly leaning his weight against a tree. Puzzled--and a bit embarrassed, Shadow stood up, dusting himself off. Trying to ignore the fact this is the first time he's seen Sonic in literal weeks.

"Sonic? what could you possibly want at this hour?" The hybrid crossed his arms, slowly regaining his usual composure, especially around Sonic of all people.

"To annoy you, obviously." Sonic winked, awkwardly shifting. Shadow tilted his head, gesturing to the other.

"Why are you doing that?"

"Doing what?"

"Tch, do not play games with me, your practically laying on that poor tree." Shadow stepped closer, attempting to figure this out himself. He noticed Sonics eyes grow wide, hiding himself behind the tree further. What on mobius?

"aH, UH-- I just really love nature ya know? Just showing it some appreciation!" He patted the tree for safe measure, maneuvering his way out of Shadow's sight.

If there's one thing that frustrated the hybrid to no end, was not being told the truth, being deceived, he was not a fool.

He growled, but stepped back. Resorting to rolling his eyes instead. "You are singlehandedly the strangest--"

Sonic screamed.

Shadow dashed behind the tree to swiftly catch him by the waist.

Shadow met Sonics teary green eyes, Shadow followed them until he was met with Sonic foot. Dirty ripped bandages covered it, and what seemed to be left of a boot was limply hanging off in straps.

"Sonic what the hell?!"

Sonic grinned, or tried to at least. He wrapped his arms around Shadow for support. "It's kinda a.." he winced "..long story.."

"So instead of telling me your injured right away you hide behind a fucking tree?" Shadow hesitantly lifted Sonic, he didn't think much about it in the moment. But lifting Sonic into a bridal carry was relatively easy.

"Dude, I don't know.. I just--" he was cut off by a growl, he could feel it rumbling in the others chest. "Shads I--"

Shadow didn't understand why he was so upset, there were most likely a whole list of reasons, he didn't really care, he just needed to get this stupid ass hedgehog home.

"I don't want to hear it, not now at least, I'm taking you back to Miles."

Sonic groaned, "He's gonna kill me Shads.."

"Better him than me."

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It wouldn't be morning for a few more hours, the hedgehogs came to an agreement that Shadow would help Sonic patch himself up before the fox woke up. But only if Sonic agreed to tell him what happened.

How could he refuse?

Being carried by Shadow wasn't so bad, in fact, it was kinda nice. He could feel the wind in his quills just as if he was the one running. Closing his eyes, he let out a soft sigh. Gaia he was tired.

He could feel Shadows head tilt down to look at him, Sonic opened his eyes slightly to look. The moon shined brightly on him, the soft rays glimmering on darker quills. Sonic couldn't help but stare, just a little.

When they arrived, Sonic leaned forward to unlock the door. The pair stepped in, Shadows heavy air-shoes clicking slightly against the wooden floor.

After directing him to his room, Sonic was gingerly laid down on his bed. He could momentarily see Shadows confusion when they first walked into his room, his racecar bed was pretty cool.

"Bandages?"

"Drawer."

The agent searched Sonics messy drawers, voicing a mumbled complaint about the others organization skills. He returned from the kitchen shortly after with a washcloth, handing it to Sonic.

"I draw the line at cleaning your foot."

Sonic snorted, trying so hard not to wheeze out loud. "Gee, remind me to rate this doctors visit one star."

Rolling his eyes, Shadow worked on undoing the dirty bandages for Sonic. His brow furrowing at the wound.

"You broke your foot..."

Sonic stayed silent, humming in agreement as he gently pressed the washcloth on his foot, cleaning any debris. He bit down on the inside of his cheek, only letting out a breath when it really hurt. Shadow's ears fell a bit in concern.

"When did it...?"

"Five-ish weeks ago.. I think?" The hero sighed, grumbling. "It's stupid.."

Shadow leaned forward, as a sign for Sonic to continue as he started to rewrap his foot.

"Got into a rough fight with some of Eggman's bots.." he started, playing with the fabric on his glove. "After I wasted them all--naturally," he added with a smirk, it was short lived due to Shadows unimpressed look. "A huge chunk of robo butt fell on my left foot, I tried to walk it off but.. it hurt, really bad."

The other hummed, making sure the bandages were nice and neat before looking back at Sonic.

"And that's why you we're here?"

The blue blur shrugged, nodding. "Pretty much."

Shadow held a piece of Sonics boot, raising a brow. "And this is?"

"The remains of my dear friend, boot brace, it shall be missed." he sighed dramatically, "Tails is not gonna let me hear the end of that.."

The agent didn't even want to try to comprehend how careless the hedgehogs been.

Shadow sat on the foot of the bed, "You still didn't tell me what you were doing out, especially if your supposed to be healing."

Before Sonic could open his mouth Shadow cut him off, "don't even think about saying you were coming to visit me--"

"But what if I was--"

"Sonic."

Sonic raised his peach arms in surrender, "Alright, alright, I was getting SUPER bored, like MEGA ULTRA bored, so I planned a grand escape and just wanted to go on a walk..." his voice got quieter with every word, turning a bit away from the other hedgehog. He then mumbled the last part, and even with his advanced hearing, Shadow couldn't understand.

"What?"

Grumbling even more Sonic raised his voice, "I fell, okay?!" Coming out a little louder than he meant, but he didn't care at the moment, all of his emotions he's been suppressing for the past few weeks were rising whether he liked it or not.

"I tripped! ON A STICK! A stick took out Sonic the Hedgehog, hero of Mobius!" Shadow blinked, failing to understand why something like that warranted an outburst.

"But how did the boot--?"

"Slipped off and fell down into some stones at a bottom of a cliff.."

He regret asking. Why is he not suprised.

Sonic groaned, holding his head in his hands. "I don't know what I was thinking.. I probably hurt my foot even more now and I'm never gonna run again."

Now this surprised Shadow, he knew it was late, he knew the hedgehog was tired, but he's never heard the hedgehog feel so.. defeated?

Sonic smiled through everything, even in the face of certain death at times. It frustrated Shadow to no end, but fascinated him at the same time. Sonic was a never ending wild force that could never contained, as gentle as a breeze or as fierce as a tornado.

He couldn't stand him acting like this, it, annoyed him.

"Sonic, you broke a bone. It happens, it's not the end of the world." He wasn't the best at this whole, comfort, thing. But he'd try, anything to get Sonic back on his literal "feet".

"You don't understand.." Sonic bit back a hiss. "If I can't run, I can't help anybody.. If I'm not there, who knows what could happen. Running is who I am, Shadow, I cant--" he stopped, taking a breath while holding back the hot tears that wanted to run down his face. Like a dam about to break.

"It scares me..."

He paused.

"That you'd lose your purpose?"

Sonic hugged his good leg into himself, burying his face away from his rival. He nods.

"You don't really believe that, do you?" Shadow asks, now a bit closer to the blue hedgehog.

The other doesn't respond, so the hybrid continues.

"You don't need me to remind you Sonic, if fact, I'm probably the last person who should remind you." He hesitates putting his hand on the others shoulder, but he does anyways. Sonic looks up, ears still pinned to the back of his head. Shadow noticed how his quills fell back like waterfalls.

"You are a protector, a leader, a guardian, and.. a friend. To so many different people. You make connections even when they seem, impossible." He glances toward the window, the moon greeted him like an old friend, he couldn't help but smile. "Your speed is just an extension of that, it's something you enjoy, something you choose to use to help others."

Sonic uncurled himself, sniffling. He let himself fall into Shadows shoulder, holding his rival-- "friend", close. The darker hedgehog stiffened, but allowed it.

"I don't mind if we can't race or spar for a while, I will only compete against you at 100%. No less. Breaking your foot like a dumbass doesn't change that."

Sonic chuckled, "Your acting weirdly nice today Shads. You like me or something?"

Shadow grumbled, gently forcing the hedgehog off of him. "Goodnight."

"Wait," Sonic wheezed, "Aw dude, come on I'm teasing--"

Shadow stopped climbing outta the window half way, he scowled, looking back at the hedgehog on his stupid racecar bed.

Sonic smiled, a genuine one. "Thanks. For everything by the way."

Shadow felt a flush flood his face, but looked away and cleared his throat. "Of course, goodnight."

"Night."

Shadow, almost hesitated closing the window, he didn't know why. He peered through it once it was closed, to find a sleeping hedgehog on the other side. He smiled, and skated his way back to the city.

The moon, still high in the sky, continued to watch the Earth. And will always until the Earth is no more.

#blu-ish writes #sonadow #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonic fanfic #LMAO HELLO #fav #Had this idea in my head when I was laying down in bed with my foot up lol #its so late wtf #idk if this made sense but welp #HSKSHSJS ENJOY IG

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squarebracket-trickster · 1 year ago

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Writeblr Re-Intro!!

Friends and Enemy, hi!

I figured I would write a new intro because my old one is now out-of-date. I have finished my second draft of WIPVII (placeholder name until I actually bother to title it). It clocked in at 77 049 words, which was exactly within my goal of 80 000 +/- 5000.

After many false starts and a deliberate hiatus to flesh out some worldbuilding, I am now working on my third draft!

This blog is really just for me, to chronicle my thoughts as I write, but I have made so many friends on Writeblr already and am always open to making more!

For the actual intro bit:

My name is Kate, Square, Not-Square (thanks Not-Cheeto hehe), Rubiks (thanks Sleepy :3), or whatever nickname you would like for me (she/her). I mostly write fantasy with the occasional sci-fi project on the side. I love epic high fantasy (in the vein of LotR or Wheel of Time) and YA fantasy romances equally.

Funny enough, my current project is none of those things. It's more like a YA twist on a Shakespeare comedy than anything else -- if I had to pick a genre. Something like Twelfth Night, Cymbeline, or As You Like It. It's got a young women running from an arranged marriage, a b-plot to prevent a war, forbidden love, mistaken identity hijinks, a forest setting, bandits, a fairy-tale High Medieval backdrop, and it wouldn't be truly like a Shakespeare comedy without cross-dressing and queer characters.

I have several other WIPs on the go but this is the one I am prioritizing.

I don't post full chapters because I am hoping to query one of these centuries (and also, it's not yet ready for human eyes)... but I do live-blog the process when I am writing and I share my favourite lines.

My goal for my third draft is just to make the prose effective. My first drafts are word vomit. My second drafts are mostly structural and trimming the cringe. My third drafts are where it actually starts to reflect my prose ability.

If you write sci-fi, fantasy, or weird fiction of any kind I would love to get to know you. You are also welcome to hang around if you are interested in watching someone else go through the revision process of writing a novel, or if the concept itself intrigues you. I am happy to answer questions about first/second drafts and writing in general.

#writeblr intro #writer intro #writer introduction #female writers #writers of tumblr #women writers

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vmpirevnom · 1 year ago

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The forbidden Cheetos

#I made this at school while I was bored #shitpost #high school shit #chemistry #chemistry memes

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omens-for-ophelia · 6 months ago

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I am asking you to pay the cat tax and show us your three kitties <3

oh of course, how could i forget?

please meet my three kittycats! yes, all named after puppets 🤭

FIZZGIG, age 9: the eldest

she likes making biscuits, standing up and pawing for attention, aggressive head pets & licking the flavour off crisps (preference cheetos). dislikes sitting on laps, the Dreaded Vacuum, being picked up, sudden movement or noises eg) bin bags

GREMLIN, age 7: the middle child

my special baby - loves chaos, committing crimes, the forbidden outside zone, cuddles, The Red Dot & licking mayonnaise from plates when she thinks we can't see her. dislikes her lead/harness, being kept out of a room she wants to be in, shoes she does not recognise & the chipmunk in our garden

MISS PIGGY, age 4: the baby

our quarantine kitty! she likes any kind of food (including but not limited to hotdogs, spinach, cake, cheese), toy springs, sitting on her siblings, tummy rubs & being under the covers. dislikes strangers, running on hardwood floors, being ignored for any reason, phone cables

they are all adopted, and mostly get along... mostly! incredibly spoiled and loved lil'babies 🩷

#ask ophelia #my kitties #cat tax #catposting #my babies

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floatingcamel23 · 27 days ago

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so i finished re watching dungeon meshi and saw the video about minecraft mobs and what they tastef like by skeletal spyro.

youtube

you know where this is headed.

this is how i think mincraft mobs taste and what they would be as food. i will not count already existing animals tho.

creeper: there is a popular headcanon that was pointed out by skeletal spyro in her video that people say they were from pigs like in the actual game glitch that made creepers and they look and taste like leaves as stated in the mobeasitary. so..... vegan pork.

zombie: rotten flesh. what did you expect?

skeleton: just bones and marrow.

sniffer: lizard. probably would taste great if deep fried or roasted over a fire...

villager: i was told they taste like beef or pork cus villagers are just humans. if i were a zombie i would probably eat them raw but i aint.

wandering trader: same thing.

strider: spicy fried lizard. it would be good fried with bread crumbs and deep fried it. fried strider legs for me-

drowned: same thing as zombies but a bit saltier.

husk: sandy flesh.

enderman: there is no water in the end so maybe they are like jerky. (saw a comment saying the same thing in the video.)

ziglin (zombified piglin): rotten pork.

piglin: pork. now that sounds yummy-

snow golem: just cold unless you take the snow, puts some milk and fruits, you got yourself some old fashioned ice cream/snow cones with fruit.

iron golem: its iron. unless you have some strong teeth, you aint gonna be able to eat it.

blaze: spicy takis. thats it. maybe like cheetos once you cool the rods for a bit.

bogged: swampy bones.

breeze: the blue takis lol-

elder guardian: hardcore next level fugu. might give you mining fatiuge.

guardian: arent they hollow and made of prismarine? should be in the golem class now that i think of it-

endermite: cockroach jerky. good if fried.

ghast: would be good calamari if you poke a hole and let the gas inside of it seep out before cooking.

illagers: again, humans.

ravager: oooooohhhh steak. would be good if seared and with wine.

hoglin: pork.

phantom: deep fried phantom wings anybody? its lizard.

shulker: pretty sure the mobiestary states its a mullosk. i think it would be good if you crack open the shell, got the main body and boiled it. might teleport tho-

slime: FORBIDDEN JELLO

magma cube: SPICY FORBIDDEN JELLO

warden: canonically sculk tastes like raisens. barbecue it and that should taste great.

wither skeleton: probably tastes like ash and decay.

zoglin: rotten pork again.

ender dragon: definetly jumbo ender jerky. might taste good if grilled.

wither: ash and death. wither ribs sounds good tho-

diamond chicken: fried chicken with diamonds in it!

moon cow: steak. very dried, un oxygenated steak.

batato: fried with wings. yum.

creaking: wood with sap. might be a sweet snack-

wild fire: extra big square doritos-

moobloom: flowery steak.

glare: its a plant thing.

rascal: nope. not eating the child-

tuff golem: unless you got pickaxes for teeth, you aint eating this one.

welp thats it. now imma eat-

#Youtube #minecraft #dungeon meshi

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bluberimufim · 11 months ago

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Find the Word 2 - return of the word

I had 2 of these. It felt weird to merge them into one single post. So. Yeah.

I got tagged by @mister-writes (admire her word-finding here) and my words were lock, lose, long, and late. These snippets are from my current WIP, "Devourer of Souls".

I'm gonna get the tagging out of the way now for greater ease. @cheeto-flavoured-pasta, @sm-writes-chaos, and @stesierra, your words are ring, guide, suffer, and tender (random word generator is on some vibes today ok).

Let's go!

Lock

Asha nodded. Then, with a slight push, she helped Seth open the main door. A hospital's doors were never locked. One never knew when war could make more wounded, even in the middle of the night. With hesitant steps, grasping the cane so fiercely that her fingers turned white, Seth descended the few steps that separated the door from the ground. She cast one last look back, to Asha. The girl seemed to want to say something, but she kept quiet. She stood beneath the door, the tip of her cloak touching the point where the atrium's tile became the stone steps. It was as if there was an invisible barrier between her and the rest of the world, as if she was forbidden from crossing the doorway.

(omg guys this is from the prologue! This is a 13yo Seth in the wild!)

(also, I say "door" a lot here but I promise there's not that much repetition in the original language, I just suck at this)

Lose

"Excuse me," she said, trying to imitate the local accent. Theo had lost her accent over the years, but her voice still carried some hints of foreign intonation. And Seth remembered every facet of Theo's voice perfectly. "I'm looking for General Fallin's residency." The officer observed her from head to toe, as if studying her. "What's your business with him?" "I've come from the interior. I travelled for a very long time," she explained. She hoped the lie sounded believable. The clothes she was wearing very clearly denoted her as someone who lived in the country, without the fashions of the city. "I bring urgent news for the General."

(I love this snippet. Seth pretending to be some kind of secret officer so she can go pester Theo's brother and demand to speak to God)

Long

General Fallin burst into his office, opening the door with excessive force. He stood behind his desk, with his eyes fixed on Seth. She knew he wasn't old, but she couldn't help but be surprised at just how young he was. His uniform, which was a longer version of the ones she'd seen on the officers outside, made his smooth face look more immature than it should, for his age. She'd never had connected that face to the person Theo had described. Supposedly, his name was Edward. Edward Fallin. "My servant says you have urgent news from my family," he said, sounding almost furious. "Speak."

Late

It was already late and Seth didn't know where to stay, so she'd settled into one of the benches at the train station. If she found the information she was after, she could possibly return home tomorrow. The newspaper she'd stolen from the library had clearly been handled by many people before arriving at her hands. There were dogeared pages and smudged bits of ink, that hadn't exclusively been caused by her lack of care when she shoved it into her bag. She swept her eyes over the pages, curious to know what the papers in the capital talked about. Most of it seemed to be related to the war, and all the other articles had names she didn't recognize. She didn't know what she'd been expecting.

#ok so i guess this is the “Seth goes looking for Theo” edition #or maybe the “Seth's largely inoffensive crimes except for that one time” edition #she *did* kill a man in the prologue #directly leading to the first snippet #it was an accident. but still.#writeblr #writing #my wips #devourer of souls wip #tag game #snippets

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