first lines/last fics x 10
the most wonderful @pellaaearien tagged me <3
Share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.
im gonna cheat a little –– at the moment I only have four published fics/ WIPs (at least, four that survived the Great Purge when my hs deleted my school-affiliated google drive acct >:( ), so I'm gonna quietly count hounds’ latest chapter as a new thing (it may as well be with how goddamn long it’s taking me) and throw in a few starter lines from non-fandom poems/prose I’ve worked up lately :)
hounds ch. I –– There are parts of his life Hob Gadling sometimes wishes to forget.
hounds ch. XLII –– It feels too lonely, he decides, to be itinerant for the holidays –– and there is a new bounty of flora blooming between his ribs, a richness of petal-soft, fine-veined feeling, that makes him less jittery, less inclined to running.
sanctus dentes/canem dei –– “You don’t love me.”
l’enfer, le ciel –– April in Paris, 1934.
tidings of comfort and joy –– “Perfect weather for a ride,” says Squire Teleute de Morte Endelēas.
and here’s the non-fandom stuff <3
our lady of august –– August of ‘92 is like living in the mouth of a dog.
the saint of the mouth and the 32 teeth –– And on the 1st day, my Lord-God furnished his mouth-saint / with the fruit-cutters, the castanets and rabbit-chatterers, / and he speaketh thus ––
hagiography of st. mawr –– Arise, you cant’ring colt –– you foam-mouthed maw, / bedecked in jockey’s blood.
james dean –– You Speedster slugger, ye of turned-up collar, eyes / retaining stares all soft and swoony –– pass the crown / –– or sanguine jacket –– like a sainted relic down / for us, not quite so suave (misangled grins) our guise / a touch disjoint.
shame and country hunting –– Oh my chosen pillar, I loved and love you like a dog, / all fine incisors.
tagging the homies, the loves, the lights of souls!! as ever, not a jot of obligation –– we are neighbors in an indie coming-of-age film where our bedroom windows face each other and this is a wave from my window to yours @fishfingersandscarves, @dancinbutterfly, @wordsinhaled, @menthol-drops, @wizardofgoodfortune, @ghostboyjules, @moorishflower, @aberfaeth, @teejaystumbles, @mandolinearts <3 <3 <3
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On tonight's episode of "Jessica Watches the CSI Franchise 20 Years Too Late"
You mean to tell me that I'm supposed to believe that Horatio fuckin' Caine had a child with Jessie Spano from Saved by the Bell? Horatio Caine managed to get a woman who looks like Elizabeth Berkley?? First Marisol and now Julia? Another woman who is gorgeous and nearly 20 years younger than him?
There's no way you'll ever be able to convince me that David Caruso didn't have some kind of stranglehold on the writers. He absolutely threatened to quit if they didn't give him hot girlfriends, didn't he?
There is a lot about CSI Miami that requires me to suspend my disbelief, but Horatio's love life absolutely tops the list.
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so i've been thinking about this
panel for awhile and, it's not even the first time Batman has threatened to beat Joker up with the precise intention of putting him in a full body cast but not kill him.
You know, that threat actually takes a rather maticulous amount of mental planning and physical control. Gettint someone within 3 inches of death but not kill them takes conscious read on the opponent's body language cues, their physical capacity and their thresholds, their highest pain point before their body gives in, and technically a rather comprehensive intimate knowledge on their internal organs and their medical history. Knowing how to bring someone close to collapse but not straight up flatline is actually a rather intricate controlled process that is subject to each individual's physical state at the moment, especially for the fact that we see Batman getting really really really close to the killing line and very much flirting with it, but never crossing it.
And honestly the presence of that threat —which he keeps telling Joker— is so bizarre and fascinating to me. Pray tell Bruce, how much time have you exactly spent mapping out Joker's body and cataloguing each and every point of it inside and out, enough that would enable you to read his minute physical responses in order to know when to pull a punch and how much?
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