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thank u @hamburgerslippers <3 for tagging me,,, ignore how uh. long this took my brain has been. empte
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She looked at him accusatorily. “Don’t you understand? Your name speaks to something lost, doesn’t it? If you could take it back, wouldn’t you?”
He, in turn, glared into the dark. He would not tell her that name was a lie: he had no true claim to the history it carried. But he held no resentment for the remaining option- playing along was something he was good at.
“Maybe,” he said, thoughtfully. “It’s far behind me now, though.” He gauged her response and found a striking absence of doubt- she didn’t bleed falsity the way so many did, and thus, didn’t know how to look for it. “Would it be worth it?” he continued, somewhere just short of the truth, “Or is it better to instead build something new in its place?”
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trying to do more physical art. doodlig him. to save my sanity
tagging: @sleepingfancies @veradragonjedi
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the way that coriolanus constantly disassociate a himself from pain that’s not only going on around him but affecting his loved ones is just… well, not really surprising.. but interesting to me. he is quite the narcissistic person, even early on in tbosas.
at the very beginning of the book he cannot bring himself to think of what trigris could be doing for his own good. and one could argue, “yeah.. who would want to think about that??” and i could understand that, but when he thinks of it again later on, and actually in a conversation about it with tigris herself, he strays away from the topic entirely. THIS IS HIS COUSIN WHO PRACTICALLY RAISED HIM!! And he just dismissed such a serious topic?!? he knows it’s wrong, even he is repulsed by it; he should try to stop it, but doing that would only do harm to him and his family, and i’m sure he knows that in the back of his mind, so he steers the conversation away from it almost immediately.
coriolanus dosen’t allow himself to sympathize with the tributes. when he catches himself doing so, he scolds himself. when he puts himself in a position that would display him as equal to the tributes (while in the truck with them, eating with lucy gray, even him gripping onto lucy gray’s shirt in the arena tour), he is humiliated. to think of them as actual people is unimaginable to him and therefore all the things they are going through is okay!
also, after clemensia got bit by the snakes, coriolanus hardly showed that he cared. he didn’t make any attempts to visit her after the first time—and even then, he didn’t actually visit her! and when the topic comes up, he lies saying that he tried (multiple times he said, if i’m remembering right). when she came back to the academy, he hardly acknowledged her (also she was kind of scary but… she had a right to be)
another thing to add, the way coriolanus reacts to death itself is bad in itself. again… disassociating himself. when arachne died, he barely gave himself time to grieve (and people do so in different ways, but is this the healthiest??) when gaius breen (a classmate of his) died from injuries in the arena, he hardly depicted sadness. he remembered a joke from the guy, but past that, not many other emotions.
anyways, the point is that coriolanus turns out to be.. a bad person at the end of things. and him separating himself from everything that’s occurring around him doesn’t make him any better. and there is probably more times he’s done stuff like this that i simply can’t remember!! coriolanus is just an interesting villain, and even early on you can see even the most subtle signs of what he will grow up to be—even if it doesn’t directly relate to it all (if that even makes sense).
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The way it’s written makes it sound like Arthur and John are married to each other, and honestly, I’m living.
In my head they are little Quincey’s stupid rich gay uncles and they come by for holidays and lavish him with two income household level presents and also practical use weapons, because you never know when you might need to decapitate a friend or loved one to save their immortal soul.
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Ok I'm about to ask you a very bizarre question but do you have the source that states Purkoy fell out of a window?
“[…] she saith that the queen’s grace setteth much store by a pretty dog, and her grace delighted so much in little purkoy that after he was dead of a fall there durst nobody tell her grace of it, till it pleased the king’s highness to tell her grace of it.”
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Vox's Last PA (Before Hellaina)
Hellaina was not Vox's first PA, she is, however, his second. No, the first was a man named Jerome Alton, though in Hell, he decided to change it to Jeremy. He was born in 1900, just early enough to come to adulthood during the height of the 1920s, and just late enough to avoid serving in World War 1.
He made his money trading on Wall Street-- by day he was balancing odds and price differences, and at night he was frequenting speakeasies and parties of the other young rich. Sadly for Jerome, all that fell to pieces on October 29th, 1929. He lost everything in the stock market crash, and despite his attempts during the first few years of the Great Depression, found his life of luxury taken out from under him. He had no money, he had to leave his lovely apartment, and his dinners of caviar and champagne turned to hours long drudgery in breadlines. It's the shame that got him in the end, more than anything else.
In 1931, Jerome Alton fell to Pentagram City. For a while he tried to make himself Overlord, but all of them had been in power for far too long, and then in 1933, Alastor the Radio Demon went on a slaughtering spree, and Jeremy was mostly interested in staying the fuck away from that.
In 1955, Vox died, and he became the PA to the up and coming TV demon, and his growing empire. It wasn't the glamour and pizazz of the Roaring Twenties, but it was... something. Sort of. It might have been better had he been one of the people on the screen rather than a glorified receptionist. He had been someone! Now he was running messages between sets, and helping to coordinate meetings under the brand of someone else.
He wasn't very good at his job, but he was, more or less, better than no one, and that was the state of affairs for several decades. He was subpar, but as Vogitek grew and grew, there was never enough time or people looking for the position to replace him, easier for Vox to pick up the slack where he let the balls drop.
And then came the early 1980s. Jeremy had begun to make his peace with his position's less than glamorous nature, aware that there wasn't much by way of alternative. It made him cocky, or at least as much of an idiot motivated mostly by luck, and being in the right place at the right time as he had always been.
He had avoided Alastor's carnage in 1933, but didn't again fifty years on, and well, so ended Jeremy Alton's career, as food for the radio demon. In the end, he got to be the star... if you count being one of Alastor's radio 'guests' that.
Vox knew almost as soon as it happened, because there are three main ways to break a soul-contract: choice, death, and having it severed in other means. Alastor eating Jeremy counted.
Vox's annoyance with Alastor about that has always been that he ate his PA! He knew he needed a new PA, but it was busy and he didn't want to hire and train someone new with the risk they could be incompetent. But a few months later Hellaina fell, and it all became a moot concern.
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