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foureyedentity · 9 months

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Uuuumm that was… SUPER FUN, I’M FEELING TWELVE AGAIN

Part 1: the Glamrocks!!

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You know, an interesting tumblr transformation that's happened gradually, and which I've seen no one talk about: ask-culture has essentially dropped off to nothing.

By which I mean, asks used to be WAY more of the tumblr economy. They used to be more common to send, and receive, and see. They were integral to the collaborative, forum-like behavior of old tumblr communities, not even to speak on the HUGE number of ask-blogs that used to exist to only be interacted with in ask-form.

I'm not saying this in a vying-for-attention way but instead in an observational way: I used to get way way more asks in like 2015, even with a fraction of my follower count. I wonder if it's due to the homogenization of social media sites? There's a lot more of this divide between "content creator" and "consumer" instead of just a bunch of peer blogs who would talk to each other. "Asks" aren't really a thing on twitter, are they? And as I understand it, the closest thing to an "ask" on instagram or tiktok would be a creator screenshotting some comment and responding to it in a new reel or video or whatever those content mediums are. Are asks just too tumblr-specific? Is that aspect of the site culture dying out as more and more people converge to using all their social media sites in the same way?

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foureyedentity · 9 months

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If this gets 100k notes I'll do one self-care.

#do one self care

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foureyedentity · 9 months

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Hello! If you want me to tag you in writeblr tag games could you please interact with this post? Like, reblog, comment whatever you like!

I always forget who likes tag games so hopefully now I can just check this post :)

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foureyedentity · 9 months

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forget about touching grass, i need to touch THE SEA I NEED TO GO INTO THE WATER I NEED TO DIVE INTO THE SEA!!!!!!!!!!!!

#mermaid things

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foureyedentity · 9 months

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Find the word tag game!

I was tagged in this by @sm-writes-chaos like a million years ago and then my life fell apart /v lh

My words: Water, kind, keep, over

If you choose to take this quest from me, your words are: shimmer, light, shake, and awe

I’m not gonna bother to edit just for this game, so all of these snippets will be from my BISTS rough draft <3 enjoy

Water:

The bullet had gone all the way through their skull, I realized, and I struggled not to throw up once more at the thought of that. The feeling of cold liquid on my hand immediately snapped me out of my disgusted and horrified stupor, and my gaze snapped to it as my muscles tensed. I let out a soft breath of relief as I saw the stream of tap water running over my fingers. My cup had overflown.

Kind:

“…Then I woke up and tried calling you so that I could see you weren’t the kind of person who would do that. You clearly aren’t.” I let out a shaky sigh as my feelings of guilt finally left me, but I anxiously waited for him to respond, hoping that everything would be okay. His grip tightened on my hand, but he said nothing, and after an awkward moment of silence, I tilted my head up to look at him.

Keep:

Shocked to say, I actually couldn’t find this one anywhere ;;._.

Over:

I draped my arm around his waist, pulling him over, and he let out a quiet, surprised squeak as I pressed my head to his chest. My eyes widened, hearing a gentle bum-bump, bum-bump echoing quietly from underneath the warm metal, and I pulled my head back, grinning at him. “You… you have a heartbeat.” I said simply, my eyes wide with awe.

Gently tagging:

@thesoftestofpetals @daughter-of-inklings @scribe-of-stories @covenscribe @rbbess110 and anyone else who’d like to participate!!

#s.c. rambles #coutalk #bists #blood is sweeter than silence

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foureyedentity · 10 months

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8! for the edgy/misc ask game

Would he be able to get away with murder?

Yes! And he does so. Regularly.

He’s- well actually he’s been thrown into jail a couple of times in one area, but it’s a very small town, and the police station has just learned it’s easier not to fight with him.

He gets brought in to be interrogated and the cop sits down only for him to be like,

“Lord above. Is that little Chrissy?

Your grandfather used to tell me about you when I was brought in. It’s so nice to see you follow in his footsteps.”

“Mister Profane, you’re being charged with murder.”

“Oh, of all things. I’m not saying I’m sorry.”

“So you’re saying you did it?”

“No. I said, I am not saying ‘I’m sorry’.

Now, as much as I love a little banter- are we going to be letting me spent the night behind bars, or no?

Because if not, I have other places to be.

Your men will stop going missing when your domestic abuse department starts doing their job.

If you hear of anything important, feel free to interrupt my night.

I’m gonna go get myself a drink.

I suggest you do the same, Chrysta. I’ll even buy us a round, if you’d like.

But unless that is the case, same time next week. Hm?”

And he just gets up and walks out.

The few times he has been put behind bars, he’s just nonchalantly not been there in the morning. After about the third consecutive week of him breaking out from behind bars without being seen, they gave up and just let him be.

And their domestic abuse department has increased their sense of urgency.

#s.c. rambles #coutalk #bists #blood is sweeter than silence

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foureyedentity · 10 months

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You can't just drop that you have an absolutely unhinged fact and not share it. So give up the weird fact, do eet.

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EVERY WRITER HAS AT LEAST ONE. THIS IS COMMON KNOWLEDGE.

Okay fine I will give in

Okay, so.

I think my weirdest fact, just off the top of my head-

Has to be probably that the wendigo species lactates regularly. Like, with no prompting, pregnant or not. A tie between that and the fact that angels do not have genitalia, but instead, a small star system between their legs.

The wendigo one is weirder so that’s the one I’ll elaborate on.

Okay so

The reason for this is because at one point, some of the species were not given the option to go out and hunt fully grown humans. They were aggressive, harder to catch, and more willing to burn things down to be rid of any monsters.

However, murdering a child (while usually considered bad form anyways) while far easier to do, because you could simply go in, pick up this barely sentient being, and then get rid of it as long as it didn’t start screaming, didn’t provide them with nearly enough food to last off of, and the entire species of demon was slowly dwindling and dying out because of that.

So certain wendigos (there’s not a defining factor yet, although I’m thinking it’s those who were afab?) just somewhat regularly produce milk, because evolution’s solution to this was:

If you can’t kill the adults, but the children don’t give you enough meat-

Steal away a child, and then raise it to become an adult.

They, as wendigos, could essentially raise us like livestock.

And for a while, that was exactly what they did. Like as a species, collectively.

Now, things are a little different, as while we do have much more advanced weapons, we aren’t exactly using fire to light our homes and we definitely aren’t going to throw a lantern into one of our massive industrial sized buildings, because god forbid we have to build that shit again- we just won’t do it, we’ll go get a gun or something. Therefore, adults have become easier to hunt again, especially what with all of the cameras and gadgets that we now use to watch our children with- we have baby cams and the doorbells that let us see what’s at our door and household security systems- it is way easier to run face first into a car and just have an adult go missing than it is to actively scrounge up a child unless they’ve got particularly neglectful parents.

But, the milk gene never went away or dwindled off. It usually stays somewhat out of the way, but often flares up when a wendigo is under times of duress and stress.

Wendigo milk, designed to produce humans good for food, is actually massively full of nutritional value, increases our capacity to build muscle mass, assists our digestive system, and usually tastes vaguely sweet to encourage drinking. (Although the flavor from wendigo to wendigo is different, it’s really neat)

Most wendigos don’t struggle with this as much, but the more time you spend on earth/around humans, the more actively their systems think they need it. Usually, this isn’t an issue- but for some demons who choose to spend the majority of their time on earth, it can get uncomfortable if there’s no pressure release, but usually a nursing pump does the trick to minimize discomfort. You just then have. Milk lying around

This, shockingly enough, ties into multiple plot points of mine- none of which are important to the main story, technically? It doesn’t change anything drastically other than kinda one main detail and then a few background details. But I think its funny because it’s essentially an Easter egg for my friends and I, because all of them know this fact from when I was originally working on the series.

Anyways if you’d like more elaboration I am happy to give it, but for now I will put a cap on my rambling so that you can digest this unhinged mess first. /lh

Hopefully you don’t hate me for this, if you do, I’m sorry LMFAO I know my characters to a near uncomfortable level

#s.c. rambles #coutalk #bists #blood is sweeter than silence

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foureyedentity · 10 months

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okay, okay, i have a question about couteau. (every time i write his name i pray i've written this correctly)

so in response to my last ask you have described him as- *checks notes* "such an ass" and "downright bastard". but from his previous descriptions he seemed like a really chill guy. i mean yeah he does some murder here and there, but even here, those are usually assholes, so there's at least the tiniest bit of good intentions there.

ANYWAY yes. my question. i am curious about his personality. could you say something more about that?? is he an ass ass or is he just insufferable but in a /affectionate way?? i am intrigued

HKSKSKNANXDD

I love the fact that I bully him enough that you asked this-

(You did write his name correct btw good job-)

Okay so here is the thing. His level of ‘bastard’ depends entirely on who you are.

He is, at all times, a bastard (affectionate). And that’s only because I know what a snarky prick he can be /w love

Just for reference, here is some of my top tier Couteau content.

Couteau is one of my favorite characters to write, in the fact that he’s usually at least a little snarky, a little full of awful humor, and a lot of heart.

He’s a dangerous guy, I’ll give him that, and his one liners as he hauls tied up men off in the back of his car are not always perfect. (I say, knowing that they rarely ever are, but no one who isn’t getting toted off to be murdered knows this he does it on purpose so that the only people who know he’s bad at improvising are dead)

Couteau has a bit of an immortality complex. He’s gotten past his ‘humanity’ and has somewhat forgotten what it’s like to just be a person. He doesn’t consider himself human, and does his best to act like one anyways.

When really, all that’s changed is his perception of himself- and despite the fact that he can punch a man in the face without feeling any remorse, and can regularly stand the crushing guilt most of us would face if we had to cook up an actual, real person for dinner- he hasn’t escaped it at all. And you can tell he cares.

He’s very good at pretending nothing bothers him, and honestly, a lot of it doesn’t, because if you partake in anything long enough, it becomes normal. And he can make the best of whatever situation is handed to him if need be. However, he is also filled with a special kind of rage from having to ‘make due’ for so long, which comes out in unhealthy coping mechanisms (like murder.)

He’s an adrenaline junkie. He can catch most people in a lie from 20 yards away from nothing but a gut feeling. If given the chance, he’d definitely be a gambling addict, but he doesn’t ever indulge. He likes to play games, and more than that, loves to travel.

I’m- I’m not positive?? but I am 90% sure he’s got autism. He’s good at being social but only because he’s thoroughly studied it, practice by practice. It comes easily to him now, but in the way a script would. He’s sound sensitive. He has his routines and despite being a bit sporadic when it comes to choices, he tends to stick to them, especially in times of need. He’s got echolalia (he repeats sounds and words he’s heard that he likes, on impulse, for no reason.) along with a million other things. But i am too sleepy to write them all rightnow.

Couteau is intelligent, but not at all mature (unless it’ll benefit him in some way.), and manipulative, but to a point. He sees it as a means to an end.

However

On the other hand, he struggles with PTSD pretty badly. He copes with dissociation, which doesn’t help with that warped self image and thinking that nothing bothers him, along with the fact that he will sometimes ignore his own boundaries, leading to him and others getting hurt.

He’s got insomnia, a touch aversion, and used to struggle massively with eating. He’s fine with and used to it now, but 300 years ago when he was dropped down into hell? He couldn’t even speak due to the amount of pressure he was under.

He’s gotten very good at managing it, and keeping his breakdowns quiet, along with finding things that make it easier, such as downing a shot of bourbon on a really bad night, or having a few puffs of a cigarette that doesn’t bother his allergies before he has to take someone out. He copes mainly with a lot of fucked up humor, although very few know him well enough to hear the jokes.

But there’s still a part of him that never got that healing break down. His closure has never come.

His main motivation is to just continue his life, because his last one ended far too soon.

And he’s working to avoid someone he cares about. But is slowly finding that just because one is gone does not mean there isn’t room for more. :>

He’s morally grey, sometimes he has to kill an innocent, and it fucks him up on the inside, but he also escorts people home and keeps drunk parents away from their children and murders men who beat their wives.

He just. Kinda is.

If you ask him, he’ll say he’s a villain, because he enjoys bringing pain.

What you consider him is none of his business.

But one time, a little girl called him a hero, and he didn’t stick around to let her see him smile.

Hope this helps!

#s.c. rambles #coutalk #bists #blood is sweeter than silence

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foureyedentity · 10 months

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Someone force me to draw please

I have to finish something

#coutalk #coudoodles #blood is sweeter than silence #bists #s.c. rambles

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foureyedentity · 10 months

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Murder Playlists!

As per request by @rbbess110 , I have very neatly organized the playlists that I have for Couteau when he’s being an absolute freak of nature.

My playlist for Writing Couteau having fun murdertime:

The playlist that Couteau would absolutely listen to while having fun murdertime:

Anyways, hope this helps! I have like three other playlists for him (including a PTSD flavored ‘Panic Attack Vibes’, a general, all encompassing playlist, an ‘oh he’d listen to this’, a ‘he’d play these at his bar’, and songs that I listen to when I am being absolutely awful to him. If you’d like to see any of these others, feel free to let me know! :>)

Enjoy!!!

#blood is sweeter than silence #bists #coutalk #s.c. rambles

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foureyedentity · 10 months

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ohhhh ☀️ from the weather wip asks? (what's your favorite part of your wip?)

I wish I had any other answer to this because the fact that I don’t shows my blatant favoritism

But it’s couteau. It’s just him. It’s all him. I love writing him he’s such an ass. Just a downright bastard.

My brain naturally writes in subtext and g o d dude

Every inch of that man is so stuffed to the brim with subtext I cannot even begin to explain. Everything. Everything about him has a purpose and a reason. And I love it.

He’s my favorite part of my WIP

And I mean like. Look at him. How could he not be

#blood is sweeter than silence #bists #coutalk #coudoodles #s.c. rambles

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foureyedentity · 10 months

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Ohno, it's WBW, and my curiosity about Mr. Profane is not sated. During a post yesterday you mentioned that myth turned into legend and now because people started naming him "The Silent" that he is now explicitly supernaturally quiet. If you would, explain more about how this works, and give me more examples of it happening in your world.

As someone who has been using tumblr for a month at most, I have no idea what WBW is, but if it means questions then i am excited to find out-

OKAY so to explain the “myth makes the legend” thing-

In super simple terms, its a form of manifestation; it happens in the real world, too. Sometimes, if you wish for things, focus on things, associate those things with another thing, then that thing will end up eventually coming true. (Although usually it will not be exactly in the way you imagine it.)

For example, sometimes you’ll be stuck at work, and every day for weeks you’ll sit there and bemoan, “oh, i wish i could go home. Oh i wish i didnt have to do this much work”

And then someone in your family dies. Or you get sick.

I mean, hey-

You suddenly got exactly what you wanted. But it came at a cost.

So, essentially, I’ve applied that to everything in this world, along with mixing it with a bit of folklore that varies from supernatural forces (primarily the state and importance of the true name, and how speaking of something can risk luring it to you, which goes hand in hand with The Silence specifically). :>

It doesn’t always work, it doesn’t always happen, but generally, at least a bit, every collective thought has influence.

With Myths, things are a little different.

You’ve seen jokes about how a horror character can’t kill you if the vibes are right or if you make up arbitrary rules as a kid, then no monsters will get you.

This, on some level, is true. (However, in my world, very few monsters care for children. They’re allowed to pass by easily because they’re simply harmless, although they spot monsters much more often for the exact same reason. They’re harmless. No monster fears what can’t hurt it.)

If someone has complete and utter faith that they won’t be hurt, no guilt to bear, no burden to carry-

Then they’re less likely to be a target.

However, if someone is harboring suspicious feelings, thinking they might get caught (usually, doing something they shouldn’t be)

That negative energy has power. And will more likely than not drag forces to you, because beasts are drawn to it.

Combined with the magic that supernatural forces harbor, this effect is somewhat amplified.

Especially once the written word happened.

Couteau used to be a normal cryptid- and while he could mimic noise, it wasn’t until after people started talking about him, and I quote, “keeping people quiet so that the victims might speak”, that he found he could rid himself of noise just as well as create it.

He technically always had the capability- but no one thinks of it. So the moment it was brought up, he realized, ‘oh’.

‘I can do this.”

And as the myth grew, so did the association between the two, allowing our favorite redhead to go from only quieting his voice

To his footsteps

To his breathing

To the forest

To the air around him

To his very heartbeat.

You can lay your head on his chest, and it won’t make a sound.

Particularly horrifying, considering the Silence itself is 12’4, and Couteau is only 6’6

Can you imagine seeing a 12 foot tall beast and having the air around you go so quiet you’d swear you’re in a void

Can you imagine watching it take a step forward as it looks at you from the body it had just torn up, and you realize that perhaps you’d have heard a scream

If it hadn’t been right there.

And it moves

And not a sound is made

Anyways- the smart locals know not to talk about it. It’s just a thing that lives there, you leave it be. You be polite and courteous and do not mention it by name, lest it be taken as an invitation.

The loud ones have made it a part of Halloween, have exploited the murders for personal gain and turned it into marketing.

And thus, the myth keeps growing.

Hope this helps!! :>

#Blood Is Sweeter Than Silence #bists #coutalk #s.c. rambles

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foureyedentity · 10 months

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Shitpost tag game

I found some old shitposts of mine from way back when-

Tell me which characters of yours relate to what quote the most (or feel free to make your own version), and have others do the same! I figured this might be a fun way to show off dynamics :>

(Sorry not sorry all of these are essentially incorrect quotes from my book series)

I am tagging @scribe-of-stories @covenscribe @dyrewrites @rbbess110 and @hallwriteblr because I know if nothing else you’ll put up with me

#bists #Blood is sweeter than Silence

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foureyedentity · 10 months

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hi, hello!! i am very curious about the protag of your book series, the one you mentioned you have a whole murder playlist for (in the 9 people you want to know better tag)!! could you say anything more about him?

My friend I am absolutely feral over the fact that I offhandedly mention a murder playlist and that is what gets your attention

(He has more than one)

Thank you so much

This ask made my day

NOW THEN

“Is there anything more you can say”

i will talk about him for hours I’m so sorry bestie-

AHEM

Couteau M. Profane, more popularly called (but less well known) As the Silence, is my favorite fucking character on the face of gods green earth

He’s a slightly stantoffish, but all around semi-charming guy. He works at a bar in a small town in the mountains, where my book takes place, and at first glance, he seems mostly like a friendly face. He’ll tease you (mostly about how if you’re sitting down at his bar, you’ll have to be prepared to drink more than that, no matter what you order), but he’ll make sure you feel welcome. He’s got a knack for knowing if there’s something on your mind.

Long, coiled copper hair, tied back in a ponytail in the dim glow of the lights, grey/blue eyes, groomed brows, usually dressed in a simple mockery of a suit. Not quite formal wear, but clean black pants and matching jacket are his regular go-tos. White button up underneath. Most patrons are too drunk to realize he’s usually wearing mascara.

He’s a fairly calm presence, and tends to keep to behind the counter, but if you give him a chance, you’ll find he makes good conversation.

He’s easy to talk to, albeit with a bit of a dry sense of humor. But he’ll make sure you’re safe, and his smile is a smug but easygoing one.

He’ll keep an eye out for you, even as he serves drinks, despite the other bartenders hustling around him. He doesn’t have to, after all. He owns the place-

“But what kind of a boss would I be if I weren’t down here with them?”

A few drinks here, a few there, he’d keep you quiet company as he polishes glasses.

Any issues, and he’ll very carefully make his way over, leaned back as casually as he can, just to make sure there isn’t a problem.

The only thing odd about his bar is that people go missing from it.

Some of the best service in town, and they’re famous for their spiked milkshakes.

At the risk of a disappearance.

You never hear of any fights in the bar.

Around it, sure, but never in.

Never allowed to exist for more than a minute.

And, if a person goes out to the bar, and doesn’t come home?

Well. Maybe they deserved it.

Couteau is my Mankiller.

I say he’s a protagonist, but he actually doesn’t get his own book until the third one in the series. (It’ll be the biggest. Can guarantee it. He’s my favorite.)

He’s my thing that goes bump in the night, and he’s definitely not human. :>

I got tired of supernatural romances making women their victims, so I decided to kill off some guys for the plot instead /lh

Cho is a wendigo. All teeth and bones and vocal mimics.

He’s been one for about three hundred years (at least, that’s his best guess, because he stopped counting after 226, and he can’t remember his birthday.)

Uhh he’s trans, so there’s that

He mainly eats violent/predatory men but women are also at risk (especially if they touch him and he hasn’t asked for it. Usually he’ll flirt back until he’s alone with them and then just. End it.)

Nobody in universe knows this, other than a select few who are aware of the area.

Usually, you know The Silence (local Cryptid who has been stealing people off), or you know Couteau (small town bartender who’s pretty okay)

Usually not both and many fewer who know that they happen to be the same person.

Anyways he kicks ass, if you wanna know more about him I’m happy to answer questions :>

#coutalk #bists #blood is sweeter than silence #s.c. rambles

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foureyedentity · 10 months

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This post goes out to the dirty angels. The angels who lie. The angels who fell in love with their protectee(s). The angels who yell at injustice through yellow teeth. The angels who wipe the blood of their faces, their knuckles, their body. The rejected angels. The impure angels. The angels who spite their god. The aggressive angels. The angels who would kill to be with them. The angels whose eyes cave in. The angels whose knees tremble. The weak angels. The frail angels. The angels that arent majestic or perfect in any way. The scared angels. The angels that live their lives in fear. The angels that will never see heaven again. The angels that turned their back against God. This post is dedicated to the sinners.

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