#or mistakes

[contrast-of-lights]

Hurtcember day 1: Collapse

Tw: Blood, violence

“Sep! Why didn’t you read her mind?” “If you have breath to waste on useless questions, then i think you should run faster!”

The situation was dire. Ten guards were pursuing the group, they'd fallen into their trap.

“I knew it!!” screamed Irina while running “That witch at the bar was a snitch!”

Painting, the four of them were able to put some space between them and the danger, but the guards still didn't give up.

Aaron was the first to speak again “I don’t think I can keep up with this for any longer.” Septhis stopped and turned “Alright, then we fight! Core, cover me”

The black-haired girl looked at all of the four guards in the front line and one by one they fell on the floor, screaming. But by the look of her face, she couldn’t keep them like this forever, they needed to act fast.

Irina was able to take care of three more, but the guards were well trained and they put on a good fight before falling unconscious and heavily burned.

The last three fell to Spider’s ambush, but they were not met with a kind lame, and their blood convinced the others to retreat. 

After the danger dissolved, Aaron turned toward Septhis. “If you had just read that woman’s intentions, we wouldn’t have fallen into this trap!” “Well, I’m usually pretty good at reading people. I didn’t think she was a hidden Hollywood star!” “It doesn’t hurt to double check, you know.” 

A message interrupts this verbal fight, Corentine doesn’t like internal conflicts. “It’s true that Septhis could have acted differently, but it’s his choice when to use their powers and we shouldn’t press them. He probably has his reasons.”

“Yeah you're right… sor..” Aaron’s apology is cut off by Septhis who pushes him aside. Before they could register what happened, Septhis was fighting against one of the guards. 

Irina tried to intervene, but another one restrained her from behind. Corentine’s eyes were covered by a blindfold and somebody hit her pretty hard. Aaron was free, the attack planned for him was countered by Septhis, who had just killed the first guard and was now looking in a specific direction. 

From the dark emerged the bar’s woman, wearing a royal guard pin on her jacket. “I thought i’ve hidden us well enough, i shouldn't have underestimated the Spider of the City.” “We meet again, bitch.” “I have a name and i know you know it, use it” “I don't call worms by name, sorry”

Septhis rapidly looked around, Irina was blocked, but they couldn't keep her still for too long, even if all the guards were on her, and Corentine was already being helped by Aaron, so the minions weren’t a problem.

He concentrated on his enemy. She’s smart, if he fought her with basic tactics, he would surely lose. He had no choice, but he needed to be careful doing so.

After knowing her weak point, beating her defense was even too easy, but she was really stubborn and the fight was pretty long. In the meantime Irina took care of all the minions, with her brother and Core’s help. At the end the bar woman, whose name was Tally, got beat pretty badly and retreated in a hurry with her guards. The group was about to pursue her, when Septhis started to cough wetly and blood started to appear on their mouth. They fell to their knees shortly after.

Aaron was rapidly next to him, supporting his body. Irina got closer “Sep! Is everything alright?” “Wh.. *cough* What a stupid question.. I told you alread..*cough cough cough*”

Aaron interrupted them “Easy now. Breath. We need to return to the safe place, can you stand?” When Septhis tried to answer, another wet coughing fit started, blood fell on his clothes and all over the floor “I will read that as a no, please excuse me, but we are in a hurry. Let’s go” and said so, he picked Septhis up and started leading the group towards their hiding spot.

Septhis tried to protest, but his body had given up on him, staying awake was impossible and they passed out after a short while.

…

When he woke up, he was in his bed, next to him there was Aaron, who was holding his hand as if his life depended on it. He was asleep. 

Septhis couldn’t help but cough a little, as some dried blood itched their throat, and the boy woke up. 

“SEP! Oh thanks Light you’re fine ""define “fine” to me, because i don’t think we have the same definition of that word.” Aaron rolled his eyes and smiled. “Well, in my opinion, as long as you’re able to be sarcastic, you’re not dying” “Good deduction, detective”

Aaron got up and let go of Septhis' hand. Their heart ached a little. “I’ll call the girls, i’ll be back in a second” 

When the blonde guy disappeared behind the door, Septhis tried to sit up. His chest hurted a lot, but he managed to sit “straight”, using the wall to sustain his back. Soon after the four of them are reunited again. After some worried phrases and sarcastic answers, Irina asked the real question everyone hesitated to ask.

“So… what happened?” Septhis shut their mouth, trying to come up with a believable excuse, but when he looked up, his friends’ eyes were filled only with pure worry. Never had he seen so many people really worried for his health, he couldn't lie, not to them.

So he didn't. It took much more time to find the words to be vulnerable, but they waited, and he thanked them in his mind for it.

“You.. ehm… you already know that i can… read? know?? fuck it, ‘know’ it’s fine; well.. know informations about pretty much anyone i lie my eyes on. And you know that my power is not classifiable in the normal ways” The three of them nodded, why was it relevant now? Everyone knew Septhis’ particular power, the capacity to spy in someone’s soul and find there what he wants to know; it didn’t stick to the standard dual system, couldn't be considered a “Light” or “Shadow” power, but it has never shown any problem before.

“Well… I can't say I really know why, alright? But the fact that it’s not part of the classic.. powers’... Ehm.. situation..? That causes it to be unstable, if I use it too much or at a higher intensity, it’s dangerous.”

Irina clapped her hands together “This is why you didn’t check that woman!” Septhis' eyes started to focus on the blankets, away from others. “..yea”

The robotic voice of Core’s text-to-speech program broke the silence “thanks for telling us, knowing this we can make sure you won't have to overuse it, like today” Aaron agreed “Yeah, we all have our limits and knowing them, we can cover each other”

Those people are really fucking weird was the only thing Septhis thought, before starting to giggle 

“Why are you laughing now?” “Nothing, nothing. Just, thanks… I guess?”

Aaron sat next to him and put an arm on his shoulder “Stop it, idiot, or you’ll bleed again.”

Note: In this world 'Light' and 'Shadow' are non-sentient Gods, their presence influences the Souls of people, gifting them a 'Light power' or a 'Shadow one' Septhis is an excepion

Thanks for reading :3

[pouletpourri]

"You just have to look closely."

[demaparbat-hp]

That infamous prison escape.

[golyadkin]

you'll get the urge as an artist or a writer to say out loud the things you're worried about "the proportions are off" "kind of out of character" "i'm not good at summaries" "didn't get as much detail as i wanted" "i made a mistake and here's how" and that's the self-conscious part of your brain telling you "it's bad and if you don't tell them you know it's bad then they'll think you're stupid" but you've got to ignore that little voice and pretend you think it's good or else that little voice is going to ruin your life

[fairycosmos]

every time i make a mistake im like theyre going to put me down like a sick dog

[spacialsquid]

i like them

[oceangenasi]

I'm absolutely obsessed with Laios' logic that the other shapeshifters made mistakes the real party members were too knowledgeable/careful/wise to make

but for Marcille he's like "only the real Marcille would do something that fucking stupid"

[knowledgechild]

She wanted it all. The lazy mornings in bed, the fight over which movie to watch, the bumping into each other in their small kitchen. The disagreements and the tears and the kisses and their love. For once she wanted to be selfish, and she wanted to have it all.

'But' She thought 'If I'm selfish, what will be of me?'

Because for all her life, she has been the selfless one, the sacrificial one, she has never had the chance to be selfish.

Her mother says to her 'Don't be selfish, leave that for the wretched ones, God wouldn't want for you to be selfish'

Because her mother was a devoted catholic, and didn't liked if she did anything that went against God's rules.

'But' she thought 'If God is all-loving, why would he condemn me for wanting?'

And wanting she did, because this girl had a secret, she had a crush.

Her crush had skin so dark it was like coal from after a bonfire but they also had the ashen white in their skin, overall they looked like pine trees after fresh fallen show, their hair was green and it was braided in a classical african style showing their ancestry, their smile was like the sun after a rainy day. They dressed like nothing she had ever seen before, a mixture of punk and goth styles, at least that's what she thought it was called. They wore pants and skirts and crop-tops and dresses, their accessories consisted of a multitude of chains and piercings and gold and silver jewelry, they didn't wore sandals or low heels like her in church days, they wore heavy boots or platforms, but never anything beige or cream colored like her.

The other problem? Her crush, was a girl.

They had the same classes in school, even if they were in different grades, she was a freshman, while her crush was a junior. Even with the age difference and her crush being a girl and dressing like a delectable treat sent from Satan themself, she wanted.

Oh how she wanted, she dreamed of being selfish with this girl every night, and did things she would never tell her mother. It was an illict affair, because, in the eyes of God, she was sinning harder than ever before. But truthfully, she didn't care, because for once in her life she felt how it was like to be alive and to be in love.

So, just for once in her life, she wanted to be selfish, to want and be wanted, to love and to do the things that God saw as sin. Because she would sin a thousand times if it meant her mother would still love her if she knew.

But the world wasn't like that, and she knew that her mother would hate her, and probably sent her to one of those gay conversion camps she read about, because if there was anything her mother cared more about than her devotion, it was her image. She was never going to be kicked out, because people will talk and her mother hated that.

So she pinned in silence, forever stuck in a life she knew wasn't meant for her, pretending to be something she wasn't so her mother would still love her.

But she couldn't help but be selfish, to desire that girl, that dark skinned, green haired girl, with the smile more bright then the artificial lights from church.

She wanted it all. The lazy mornings in bed, the fight over which movie to watch, the bumping into each other in their small kitchen. The disagreements and the tears and the kisses and their love. For once she wanted to be selfish, and she wanted to have it all.

But she couldn't.

Prompt #1087

She wanted it all. The lazy mornings in bed, the fight over which movie to watch, the bumping into each other in their small kitchen. The disagreements and the tears and the kisses and their love. For once she wanted to be selfish, and she wanted to have it all.

[inbabylontheywept]

I was walking out of the Walmart today, and a car passed me, and I got this incredibly vivid impression. It wasn't really in words, but if I had to put it into words, the two key points would be

a). I needed to watch that car and

b). That I needed to be careful, because the driver of the car was a massive bitch.

It kind of took me by surprise, because I really had no reason to be beefing with that car, and I also hadn't really had an impression like that since I was religious, which was in my teen years. Right? It'd been a decade since I had a little voice whisper in my ear, and I'd basically written it off as nonsense.

Anyway, I watched the car, because The Spirits or whatever were very insistent that I did. Car drove fine, went into the parking spot, inched forward, and right when it should've just stopped, the driver gunned it for some reason and it ran into the curb and cracked its bumper.

So, the driver got out, and she went to the front of the car to check that yes, she had cracked her bumper, and then she turned to look at me. The parking lot wasn't empty, but we were the only two people standing in that row, and I'd probably been staring at her for tenish seconds now.

She demanded very angrily to know why I hadn't warned her of the curb. And I could have said I didn't know you were about to gun it or is it my job to help every stranger park, or even could you have even heard me, inside your car?

And all of those would have been fine, but I was really, really busy digesting that I had somehow communed with Mormon Jesus again for the first time in fifteen years, and that the communion had mostly been there to let me watch someone park badly (?), so what I responded with was:

"Because it was foretold."

And I can't tell which would be funnier, if she went silent because there's not much to be said to that, or if she went silent because in Utah, she might actually believe me, but we parted ways without more words.

I'm still kind of digesting this myself, actually.

[myclericalromance]

i went to a tiny counterserve diner once and accidentally poured sugar instead of salt all over my hashbrowns and was eating them sadly anyways. the waitress took them away and started making me another one and I tried to protest, but she just snorted and said "we're not catholic here". now every time i'm doing something painful out of obligation i think about how that is not repenting, this body is not a catholic establishment, there is no nobility in suffering.

[fisheem4mmal]

He. He really kissed all of their hands.

[ozziyo]

Tis but thy name that is my enemy.

[anarchopuppy]

I, a hearing person who likes subtitles just as a preference, shouldn't have to read a subtitle that's obvious nonsense, go back a couple seconds, and listen again in order to figure out what's going on. An accessibility feature should not be the most half-assed part of a professionally made production. Scripted media has absolutely no excuse for not having subtitles or having subtitles that aren't perfectly verbatim. Professional captioning services should be ashamed of the shoddy work that they put out. Captions should be treated as a part of the production, just like filming, editing, audio balancing, etc - and anything that releases with missing or bad captions should be seen as unfinished

[tyrannosarahsrex8]

Welcome to the “whoops! I accidentally started got manipulated into starting the apocalypse!” Club. Members being Jonathan Sims and Mable Pines. They’re both ✨traumatised✨

Bonus comic

[to00fu]

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