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Jeune Lavandière: Eugène Giraud
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Hello tumblr, I'm new here!
It's already the noon of 28th in my part of the world, so it's time for @palestaticexchange for @treeman429, who asked for Kim and some appreciation for minor characters. Here's Kim, waiting for Harry to wake up, and Isobel Sadie, a.k.a. the washerwoman, love her <3
[ID: a digital art picture of the fishing village location from the game Disco Elysium. In the foreground there is the washerwoman character, washing rags in a big wooden pail. Behind her is Kim Kitsuragi, who sits on a wooden platform before the shack. In the background, there is a shack with the words "Allez vous en" written in red on the roof, and the cityscape. End ID.]
#disco elysium#digital illustration#digital painting#digital art#art#kim kitsuragi#washerwoman#de art#my art#pale static exchange
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Washerwoman, ca. 1956 - by Piergiovanni Vittorio (1921 - 2010), Italian
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Luo Binghe & Tianlang-Jun: Origins. And a Bit of Projection.
Disclaimer: This is basically just a collection of quotes from The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System, Volume 3, accompanied by (adjective) thoughts, and then even more relevant quotes listed at the end. If I could, I’d paste the entirety of Chapter 18.
“As expected, I can’t bring myself to hate humans.”
— Vol. 3, Chapter 21: Always Together
I will always be conflicted on the topic of Tianlang-jun, and it annoys me. There is so much I could say about him, and so little I can successfully articulate. He is, to me, more confounding, complex and tragic than Shen Jiu.
He’s pitiful and awe-inspiring, wicked and affable, cunning and wide-eyed in his curiousity. He is a compelling, heartbreaking character. He alternates between emotionless wisdom and mournful apathy. I admire how his knees don’t buckle under the weight of his grief, but how he crumbles at the barest hint of hope. How rage claws at him and, still, he can’t figure out how to make it stick.
I empathise with him. I understand him.
But then, in the distance, Luo Binghe's indifferent voice disturbs the silence, causing me to drop my drink onto the floor and this post onto your screen:
“He’s not my father.”
It’s an interesting exercise, exploring their relationship in reconciliation fics. To see them interact (semi-)honestly, watch them take turns filling up the chasm between them. It’s wonderful. Every fic I’ve read centred around them was a delightful read that I still think about.
However. I cannot see Tianlang-Jun, as I understand him, as Luo Binghe’s father. And not just because of the 3rd Novel’s events.
But because Binghe had hoped for something; he did have that wide-eyed wonder. He did hold one last window open, for the sake of an improbability he couldn’t quite, just yet, dismiss.
It’s what (most) orphaned and/or adopted childred do.
Though Luo Binghe had never said a word about it before, Shen Qingqiu knew that he harbored some fantasies about his birth parents. […] In fact, he’d always secretly fantasized about whether his parents might still be alive, and how well they’d treat him, and how they’d never let him suffer the mildest slight.
— Vol. 3, Chapter 17: Tianlang
It is the most human thing; to want to be helped, accepted, invited by those given to you. A family is given to you. Whether you believe it an act of the divine, of nature, of coincidence, it isn’t something you fight for. It’s the first and, arguably, only thing you don’t have to fight for in life.
Depending on a multitude of factors, that can be a blessing or a curse; but where there is room for interpretation, questions left unanswered, most childred—Binghe included—will turn to their imagination, and try to make sense of it. Usually, to comfort themselves, to reassure themselves that surely, if their family could, they would have.
And, yeah. Most likely, if the Palace Master had gotten punted into the Sun like he fucking deserved, they would have. But does it matter?
In the face of a bleak reality, what comfort is a could-have-been?
He liked to call Luo Binghe “that son of mine,” but he didn’t seem to possess any concept of fatherly affection. […] Luo Binghe was in fact…someone who was unloved by even his own parents.
— Vol. 3, Chapter 15: Holy Mausoleum
What use are good intentions to an abandoned child? What consolation is it, to say, They gave birth to you, when that child has seen no evidence of their care? Does it dry their tears, that their mother can’t be here, but she surely would have wished to be? That their father would protect them, if only he knew of them?
(And don’t make me tell you about the visceral horror I felt reading the Origins chapter. I’ve yet to make my peace with it. MXTX, Airplane, whoever: you’ve ruined me.)
The washerwoman was and continues to be, to Binghe, his only mother. And I would argue, that’s healthy. Even independent of his other traumas (Abyss, Shizun’s betrayal, Xin Mo’s influence, living on the streets, etc, holy shit Binghe) Luo Binghe will not accept anyone else as his mother.
“Who is this Su Xiyan?” Luo Binghe asked coldly. “My mother was a mere washerwoman.”
— Vol. 3, Chapter 18: Origins.
It may seem callous. It probably even is! But it is a healthy line he’d drawn by his own initiative. It’s what helps him, what he feels he needs to do in order to do right by his mother, and his own heart.
And! Tianlang-Jun doesn’t seem to give much of a shit, either!
Won’t, probably, even in the future, once the dust will have settled. He is exhausted, weary with carrying the corpse of his love, the loss of his nephew. Whatever goodwill he shows, it’s a perfunctory sort, because he can’t afford more.
So. Uhh.
Tianlang-Jun is not a character I can love, nor one I can hate. Usually, I can’t help but be inclined to love complex characters. Like them, too—though that’s more of an action-based thing rather than just said character’s personality.
But with Tianlang-Jun, I’m stuck whichever way I turn. If I want to love/like him, I’m drawn back by Binghe’s pain and disappointment. If I try to hate/dislike him, I’m drawn back by his own history and grief.
In conclusion:
I don't know! I'm not really trying to, like, prove anything. I still love the aforementioned TLJ & LBH fics, I still love their dynamic. I started walking and ended up exactly in the same space. This, perhaps, could be considered a Heavenly Demon Family Mobius Strip!
I'm not really trying to say anything. It just… makes me feel conflicted, and angry, and whenever I allow myself to think about it a bit more, sad.
But.
However!
Alas.
Nonetheless, even.
As a reader and—on my better days—a writer, all I can say is:
As promised/threatened: some selected passages, for your reading pleasure:
So, it looked like neither the father nor the cousin had any intention of acknowledging Luo Binghe.
— Chapter 15: Holy Mausoleum
He liked to call Luo Binghe “that son of mine,” but he didn’t seem to possess any concept of fatherly affection.
— Chapter 15: Holy Mausoleum
Tianlang-Jun lifted his hand, took a look at Luo Binghe’s snow-pale face, and commented indifferently, “He looks like his mother.”
“His eyes look like yours,” came a chill voice from the side.
— Chapter 15: Holy Mausoleum
The faint hopes and dreams Luo Binghe had held in his heart for many years had been mercilessly pulverized into so much dust. […] [Tianlang-Jun] refused to speak a single word of their relationship and had been utterly ruthless back in the Holy Mausoleum. […] To his parents, Luo Binghe was an unwanted child.
— Chapter 18: Origins
“If he was my father, why didn’t he bring it up earlier? Why not tell me?”
The most Tianlang-Jun had said was that single line he offered while beating up Luo Binghe, devoid of either praise or criticism: “He looks like his mother.”
He looks like his mother. What of it?
But that was all. There was nothing more.
— Chapter 18: Origins
Luo Binghe was indifferent. “He’s not my father.” […] Luo Binghe shook his head. It was unclear what he was stubbornly clinging to, but he repeated, “He’s not my father.”
— Chapter 18: Origins
Luo Binghe raised his smiling face, his eyes shining brightly. “Mother was the kindest person in all the world to me.”
— Chapter 19: Shen Jiu
#scum villian self saving system#svsss#svsss meta#luo binghe#lbh#tianlang jun#tlj#washerwoman#(the only mother!!!)#shen qingqiu#sqq#(lost confused and bitter but always holding luo binghe’s hand!!!!!!)#zhuzhi lang#zzl#(mentioned!!)#su xiyan#sxy#(haunting the world she’d left behind!!!)#hhpm#(…….mentioned)#relationship study#in a way?#anyway. take this and like. do whatever with it?#you can see how the formatting gets derailed the longer i think about them#any mistakes i bequeathe to shen qingqiu. he fixed binghe he can proofread my shit#did i accidentally write an anti tlj post#because i really didnt mean to#PLEASE BELIEVE ME
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I like to think they're friends.
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Cosplay before cosplay was cosplay.
The *ORIGINAL* Renaissance Faire - Northern California, Black Point forest.
(My husband's girlfriend is on the left)
#renaissance faire#nor cal renaissance faire#cosplay#washerwoman#Yes making your own bodice without a pattern is a bitch
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🎵 Disco Elysium, pt. 1
"What he said. We're cops: We don't cause trouble, we take care of trouble."
WASHERWOMAN - "Oh, of course. Last time we saw you around here was... twelve years ago. You also came to take care of trouble then. Which you *did*... but, still, in Martinaise you're considered an ill omen."
"Wait, I've been here before?"
"What kind of an ill omen are we talking about?"
"I *am* an ill omen, alright." (Proceed.)
"If I'm considered an ill omen, why hasn't anyone told me that?" (Proceed.)
WASHERWOMAN - "No, not you personally. I meant the RCM. Some of the men got into a fight, one of them killed another. Locked himself in that woodshed over there," she points to the building behind her.
"He was brooding, needed some help opening the door. You got it open for him and took him to think about what he'd done in a more secluded place. Somewhere more quiet."
CONCEPTUALIZATION [Easy: Success] - She says it as if he was on some kind of spiritual retreat.
2. "What kind of an ill omen are we talking about?"
WASHERWOMAN - "Oh, the usual. Dark tidings. Black hound."
INLAND EMPIRE [Easy: Success] - That's you alright. A black hound licking your own heels.
3. "I *am* an ill omen, alright." (Proceed.)
+1 Apocalypse cop
KIM KITSURAGI - "You're not. No one around here considers us an *ill omen*. People would have told us."
WASHERWOMAN - "Maybe they're afraid."
"Why?"
WASHERWOMAN - "Because you're an *ill omen*. But you're still welcome here as long as men with guns aren't chasing you. And maybe even then, because that's the kind of fishing village we've built."
"I'm sorry there's not a lot of room to park your motor carriage. And not a lot of houses. Or a lot of people. My kids are long gone… searching for treasure. So are others'."
"Ah, look at me ramble on." She waves her hand. "What brings you to us?"
"Where could someone stay around here?"
"What is in this fishing village?"
"What's further down the coast?"
"Tell me about yourself. Who exactly are you here?"
"Goodbye, I'm off." [Leave.]
WASHERWOMAN - "*Stay*? Most people here are trying to *leave*..."
"That said, if lodgings is what you're looking for, I've got a free room in the shack." Her soapy thumb points to the building behind her.
"How much is it?"
"Don't know if I can afford another place to stay."
WASHERWOMAN - "I won't charge you for it. Take it as a gesture of goodwill, from the village to the RCM."
"Wait, hold on, you're just *giving* it to me?"
"I'm not sure it's appropriate for the RCM to accept free accommodations."
"There's this guy -- Garte -- who makes me give him money *every night* just so I don't die out in the cold."
"Okay, I'll take it." (Get keys to your new home.)
WASHERWOMAN - "No one is using it and god knows it's not much anyway." She tilts her head on the side, pondering over something. "You can stay there."
3. "There's this guy -- Garte -- who makes me give him money *every night* just so I don't die out in the cold."
WASHERWOMAN - "Mhm, that's exactly how they get ya. That's why we built our own cinder block houses on the seaside. So we don't have to give money to those crooks..." She looks around. "They might not look like much, but they're *ours*."
"Wait, why isn't anyone using the room?"
"One more time: I can just *have* the room?"
"You got yourself a tenant!" (Get keys to your new home.)
"No, I don't want a free room, it's not proper." (Stay at Whirling-in-Rags.)
WASHERWOMAN - "My kids grew up and left, like they do. The house is long empty now. I live in the small side attachment -- it's easier and cheaper to keep warm."
2. "One more time: I can just *have* the room?"
WASHERWOMAN - "Aye." She nods and looks at the shack. "The room is pretty bare bones, but it's got a bed and roof over it. That's more than some folks have around here."
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Chapters: 12/12 (one-shot collection; irrelevant tags deleted)
Fandom: Disco Elysium (Video Game)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Harry Du Bois, Kim Kitsuragi, La Revacholiere - Character, Cuno (Disco Elysium), Cunoesse (Disco Elysium), Idiot Doom Spiral, Washerwoman (Disco Elysium), Lilienne Carter, Lilienne's Twins (Disco Elysium), Little Lily (Disco Elysium)
Additional Tags: Written in the Style of the Game Disco Elysium, Podfic, Suicidal Thoughts, Podfic Length: 20-30 Minutes
Summary:
[29m 19s] - Thought Gained: Birds on a Wire (Sunken Motor Carriage)
A collection of dialogue excerpts that needed a home. Originally posted to even-disco-baby on tumblr, archived here.
[Written by dearfriendicanfly.]
#Disco Elysium#teen#Harry Du Bois#Kim Kitsuragi#Cuno#Cunoesse#Idiot Doom Spiral#Washerwoman#Lilienne Carter#Lilienne's Twins#Little Lily#La Revacholière#podfic#dearfriendicanfly
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Portraits of Flea Bottom: The faces GRRM didn't write about Washerwoman, Apothecary, Orphan, Murderer, Thief, Smallfolk, Whore, Stranger
#game of thrones#flea bottom#smallfolk#rpg character#thief#murderer#apothecary#automatic1111#stable diffusion#stranger#washerwoman#GoT#grrm#george r r martin#ai art community#ai art gallery#coffeera
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i love dropping my pen putting my glasses on my desk and rubbing my face like an exhausted divorced academic in the 1980s who is greying and sexily tousled and has been up for hours digging through the yellowed pages of old obscure treatises about etruscan pots
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2:54 AM EDT June 11, 2024:
Bosse‐de‐Nage - "Washerwoman"
From the album All Fours
(April 14, 2015)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
File under: Emo/Post-hardcore/Black Metal Crossover
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Kazimir Malevich, The Washerwoman
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Laundry Day of the Damned
Sometimes one stumbles across something magical in folklore research. The "Kannerez-Noz", the phantom washerwomen of Brittany, haunt rivers and streams, washing out bloody linens and demanding passerby helping them wring out the clothes. Refusal results in drowning, while complying results in broken bones and mangling.
Phantom washerwomen are pretty common in Celtic mythology and folklore from Ireland to Spain. But, according to one source in the Southern town of Vaucluse, France, a pair of enterprising thieves exploited the fear of these vengeful spirits. Dressing in white gowns, they were spotted washing clothing in a stream by a guard, who they then demanded help them wring out the clothing. The guard noted the high-quality of the garb, but continued working throughout the night for fear of being drowned by the spectres. Only in the morning when they had vanished did he learn the nearby castle had been robbed and he had spent the night assisting the thieves in washing their ill-gotten gains of fine clothing and linens!
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Scum Villain fandom question, inspired by that excellent post about newborns and wetnurses:
I keep seeing a thing in Scum Villain fics which implies/assumes that Luo Binghe’s adoptive mother the washerwoman actually didn’t meet and adopt him until he was five or so, before which he’d been on his own on the streets. Does anyone know where this came from? Is this based on the book, or MXTX interviews, or something else?
Because to me it makes no sense. If Luo Binghe didn’t meet his adoptive mother until he was already a first-grader, then how’d he survive to get to be a first-grader?
#svsss#well. in SVSSS one can always blame things on Airplane#and/or on Luo Binghe's explicitly OP unkillableness#but this could all be avoided so easily just by having the washerwoman be the one to find and adopt him as an infant#and either feed him herself or know somebody who could#why not just do that??
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Washerwoman cameo in the Little Mermaid game "Ariel's Story Studio"
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