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limerental · 2 years
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ficletober day 8 - rita/tissaia
As the new Rectoress of Aretuza, Margarita Laux-Antille can reliably be found hiding from her responsibilities in the office of former Rectoress Tissaia de Vries.
Takes place ambigiously pre-saga with some vague foreshadowing of canon events. I'd wanted to write a fix-it with Ciri attending Aretuza and Rita bitching while Tissaia just smiles knowingly, recalling Yennefer... but Rita got all emotional instead
"Ugh," moaned Margarita Laux-Antille as she collapsed into a chair across from Tissaia's desk. When her disgruntled moaning did not get her the desired attention and the chair proved to be horribly uncomfortable, she stretched out further and sighed deeply instead. 
"Rita," said Tissaia de Vries without looking up, the scratch of her writing implement barely pausing. "You do realize you have an office of your own, yes? A much larger, nicer one. I should know. It was mine for a long while."
"Yes, but anyone can find me there," said Rita, dropping her head back against the arm of the chair, her curly hair spilling over it. As though anyone who knew anything would not search for her in Tissaia's office next. "Though I will say, my chairs are more comfortable than yours."
"Mine are plenty comfortable when one sits in them in a reasonable fashion," said Tissaia, though she had not looked up once the other woman entered and could not know what truly ridiculous position Rita was seated in this time.
Rita, who sprawled in an exaggerated lean with her heels kicked up on the small table beside the chair, adjusted her posture into even more of an unreasonable slump. She sighed more deeply and dramatically still and stared up at the arched ceiling.
"These girls are going to be the death of me. Not a single one of them knows what's good for them."
"You're meant to teach them that."
"Yes, well, they're either dumb as rocks or deliberately ignoring the lesson."
"Rita, I don't believe it's good form for the Rectoress to call her students 'dumb as rocks'," said Tissaia. "No matter how true it is." The phrase sounded very silly spoken in her level tone, and Rita giggled.
"I trust you won't tell anyone," she said, adjusting her sitting position to find Tissaia watching her, one thin brow arched. The dull scratch of her quill paused as she dipped it in the inkwell and then resumed, her attention returned to her work. 
It perplexed Rita that she continued to use such an antiquated and mundane form of writing, especially given how much time she spent lost in writing and research. Rita owned several of the market's latest gadgets, from pens with self-contained inkwells thinner than a finger to magical contraptions that leapt across the page to the sound of the user's voice. The latter had saved her a fair bit of mortification in her position as Rectoress. Her penmanship was atrocious on her best day.
Rita forgot, often, how old Tissaia truly was. No matter how many times she observed the older sorceress, she could find no real marks of that great age. How unfair that the sorcerers of the same era have grown wizened and grey, their wrinkles and pockmarks and long wisps of beards lending them a mark of status, a respected wisdom, and yet, no sorceress has ever been allowed to show even a grey hair or a blemish without being regarded as a dowdy old witch who has lost her touch.
Rita tried to picture Tissaia with the stoop and hardened features of an ordinary village hedge witch and could not. She appeared timeless, her hair slicked back into a neat braid, her skin pale and smooth. Her long, nimble fingers, showing no signs of stiffness of the joints, delicately lifted a finished page by the edges to set aside to dry. Rita watched as they laced together under Tissaia's chin, realizing she had spent several quiet minutes staring at those fingers and that the woman's attention had suddenly returned wholly to her.
"Well, go on," said Tissaia. "I know you'll sit there groaning and sighing the rest of the evening if you don't spit out the real reason you're not in your own office working. And I'm sure you have a good deal of work that you're avoiding. And more piling up the longer you delay here."
Rita groaned.
"Don't remind me," she says. "You should see the stack of documents waiting in my inbox, I swear they're in danger of spilling over and–" Tissaia's facial expression said she would truly rather not see or imagine a disaster like that. "Truthfully, I… it's lonely."
The office of the Rectoress of Aretuza was tall-ceilinged and ornately furnished, the shelves and cabinets stocked with anything she required, the portraits of figures of note in the school's history staring out from gilded frames along the long, shadowed vestibule. Rita found that her own portrait hardly looked like her at all, too severe and upright, and Tissaia's also had a wan coldness to it that did little to reflect her true nature. 
Tissaia may be stiff and formal and particular, appearing unfeeling and disinterested, but to those who knew what to look for, her eyes always betrayed the depth of her compassion and conviction.
The way she watched Rita now was undeniably warm, her cheek settling with the slightest soft give against her laced hands. It ignited a horrible possessive fondness in Rita. Did Tissaia look at anyone else like that, allowing then to see a small glimpse of what could be perceived as weakness? Did she know what her trust and care meant to Rita, to be selected of all possible candidates as her successor, to have spent years in teaching and preparing her, to openly give her this time and attention now, though it would be a simple thing to ignore or shoo her?
Rita had always felt like too much. Too messy, too scattered, too loud and sensual and stubborn in her emotional convictions, and it made little sense that Tissaia ever tolerated her. And yet, she was never been made to feel like her presence became an imposition, unwanted and irritating. 
Someday, she thought, I will be brave enough to confess what that means to me.
Tissaia was old, and Rita would be old too someday. She planned to be there beside her. They had all the time in the world.
"It's lonely," Rita said again. "I don't know how you stand it, sitting alone in this office all day."
"I rarely feel alone," said Tissaia, smiling a small, fond smile, "knowing that you are likely to call on me."
It was a hopeful and ageless sort of love, what she felt for Tissaia. A love without words and with no need for swift consummation or grand declarations. Unlike their stuffy portraits thet would hang for all tome in Aretuza's halls, it was a love that reflected their true natures, their shared warmth and deep passion.
Years on, after all the dark and terrible and lonely things that inevitably transpired, Margarita could only hope that that had been enough.
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lotrmusical · 2 months
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never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱
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Crying over these lesbian cats
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butchfalin · 5 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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"homosexuality is unnatural! there's only two genders! it's a sin-"
I'm sorry, have you seen NATURE???
ALSO THE ARTIST IS HUMON, FIND THEM AT HUMONCOMICS.COM!! was so sure I had included that but apparently I forgot, so sorry!
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and there's so many more species than this that exhibit homosexuality, varying genders, etc. SO! MANY!
it's very much a natural thing. it always has been. unfortunately, while homosexuality is found in many species, homophobia is only found in one
EDIT: added a keep reading cause this is a long post lol
EDIT: everyone in the comments needs to shut up or I will turn comments off, stop arguing, jeez
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systemdeez · 4 months
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Guy eating pussy but he's got one of those Bluetooth earpieces on and on the other end is a lesbian instructing him how to do it.
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sirguyofdykesborn · 6 months
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how are you a lesbian but he him
please... the pronouns is all i have left of my father
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your-gay-grandma · 3 months
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it is my hope and dream that everyone on tumblr can go outside and visit a gay bar or go to a queer event and see that our community is very beautiful and very diverse and that half the internet discourse isn’t real
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lastparty · 5 months
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gorkaya-trava · 5 months
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so, today we, russian queers, may become "extremists" by decision of russian supreme court and thus our existence will be silenced and erased. any queer activism will be impossible for us. I don't know what to do anymore. I was heartbroken when they passed the laws about "gay propaganda" and transgender people, now I'm just numb. I don't want to escape. I just want to live safely in my own country.
please hear us.
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amisscreant · 8 months
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With @staff 's recent post saying 1/4 of this site is LGBTQ going around, I'd like to see what the actual demographic is
So!
Please reblog for bigger sample size!
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chappellrroan · 5 days
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happy lesbian visibility week
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shutinthenutouse · 8 days
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queerism1969 · 1 month
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mimimar · 25 days
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the woman who holds the moon
prints available here. my cover for this month's issue of baffling magazine.
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manidible · 5 months
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twitter amazes me. shoutout to all the john lesbians
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