Yeah well, I asked the wasps nest in my attic. It sang its answer so beautifully to me, but I am so very afraid of it. Perhaps it will soothe my itching soul…
I’m paying to force seven thousand strangers to see a photo of my late husband having fun with his dog. Tumblr Blaze is totally worth it. XD
Thank-you to all of my new Internet stranger friends for being so gracious about having my post shoved onto your dashboards. I loved reading all of your kind tags and comments! Both Martin and Bosco have been gone for several years now but for 24 hours, they felt very present in my life. I greatly appreciate this gift. ❤️
Reblog to have your dashboard be visited by the spirit of joy that death can end but not erase.
Love that this is well beyond 7000 people now and still going
@leavescrown Exactly! It’s a beautiful gift. Martin and Bosco out there travelling around the Tumblr community, continually making new friends.
[“When I used to teach creative writing, I would tell the students to make their characters want something right away—even if it’s only a glass of water. Characters paralyzed by the meaningless of modern life still have to drink water from time to time. One of my students wrote a story about a nun who got a piece of dental floss stuck between her lower left molars, and who couldn’t get it out all day long. I thought that was wonderful. The story dealt with issues a lot more important than dental floss, but what kept readers going was anxiety about when the dental floss would finally be removed. Nobody could read that story without fishing around in his mouth with a finger. Now, there’s an admirable practical joke for you. When you exclude plot, when you exclude anyone’s wanting anything, you exclude the reader, which is a mean-spirited thing to do.”]
It’s crazy and fucked up that being yourself is actually the solution.
It’s like. When I was told to “just be yourself” as a kid I thought it was a passive thing. Like oh easy I just have to sit here and be myself. but the reason so many people think that “being yourself” is bullshit advice is because you actually have to make active choices to do this and it WILL make your life way more fun. You have to wear t-shirts of bands that were popular ten years ago because you like them. You have to do your hair in a way that you find cute or comfortable even if it’s “so nineties”. If your friend says a food you enjoy is gross to them, you can’t be afraid to admit you casually disagree. You have to do hobbies that you’re interested in even if you’re bad at them and you cant feel like you have to get good at something before you tell people it’s an activity you do. You have to read manga and comic books in public and get piercings your relatives think are unattractive. You don’t have to tell people you dislike that you dislike them, but you don’t have to give them your time and attention either. You have to rewatch that kids show you’re nostalgic for even if you’re in your 30s. You have to change your name if you hate it, even if only a few close friends can know. You have to get fun girly drinks at the bar. You have to order hot chocolate when you don’t like coffee and black coffee when you don’t like sweet things. I am still bad at practicing this but it is the only way to make it all tolerable.
First you have to realize that “yourself” is a construct built by the decisions you make. Then it becomes clear that being yourself is a deliberate and intentional practice, not a passive state of existence.
i dont know what it is with disco elysium but this game makes me *want* life. like reading all the fanfictions and seeing the art and just playing the game makes me so goddamn happy to be alive, seeing all the love that people pour out for a guy who canonically is a huuuge loser with a ‘disgusting’ face and a broken mind is just somehow healing my perception of the world
maybe i’m preaching to the choir putting this on tumblr but i just feel like something beautifulis really going to happen yknow. my life is like nowhere near as tragic as his but i just feel like the hand of humanity has stretched out towards me lately
how come in every disco Elysium post I see, the mustache one is being a massive cringe fail loser (usually face first on the floor), while the bald one is off to the side serving metric tons of cunt
In that one anniversary art, Cuno has the RCM patch sewn onto his sleeve.. so I was thinkin to myself, hm.. who taught him how to sew? I thought it’d be sweet if it was Kim!!
Chapters:
4/?
Fandom:Disco Elysium (Video Game)
Rating:
Mature
Warnings:
Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships:
eventual Harry Du Bois/Kim Kitsuragi, Harry Du Bois & Kim Kitsuragi
Characters:
Harry Du Bois, Kim Kitsuragi, Jean Vicquemare, Ptolemy Pryce, Nix Gottlieb, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s)
Additional Tags:
Harry is sober, Kim is a maladjusted mess after transferring, they are roommates!, domestic silliness, forensics expert Jean Vicquemare, Murder Mystery, Slow Burn, Post-Canon, POV Second Person, POV Harry Du Bois, Labor Unions, poverty and class consciousness, they play a lot of Suzerainty, Worldbuilding
Summary:
Pryce laughs robustly. “So we’ve got some sort of a love…polygon, a union vote in five days, fourteen shots fired by Vic’s count, three stiffs, one destroyed firearms locker that we’ll probably have to reimburse Delta Logistics for, a random betting slip, some necklace that cost a king’s ransom, and a whole safe full of naughty notes.”
“…Yes.” Kim confirms, trying to hide a smile. “An apt summary, really.”
“You know, I became a junior officer at nineteen–” The captain flourishes his hand toward Gottlieb, “–Ah, Nix could tell you about those days. I’ve been a cop almost forty years, and this? This takes a whole bakery full of cakes, boys. What next, an escaped lion from the god damn zoo?”
Pryce’s shrug is exaggerated; the lieutenant is mildly amused.
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Seems like a good evening to have the Blues. Part 4!
