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sourdrop · 2 years

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I sometimes feel like I relate to Eleanor in the original The Haunting of Hill House novel a bit too much

#i randomly read it in 10th grade #and not even halfway through the book i was thinking #'omg girl same'#i would never drive my car into a tree ofc #but her daydreams and awkwardness did and still do resonate with me #via speaks #not hannibal #not hannibal related #the haunting of hill house #shirley jackson #horror novels #random thoughts #eleanor crain

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1-800-zoro · 1 year

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just saw one piece red. all i gotta say on that is zoro's boobs will always have a place in my heart and in my hands 💚

#via is screaming #via speaks #zoro #roronoa zoro #one piece #one piece red

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squishy-lemons · 8 months

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hello, anyone who follows me! can you pls rb this post if you can see it appear on your dash because apparently, i may be subject to tumblr dot com being me-phobic as brought to attention by my dearest, @thatdelusionalnerd

thanks in advance !

#via speaks #idk what's going on am i shadowbanned or smth bc this is just Not It #get ur shit together tumblr

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livvywritesworld · 1 year

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A Fist in the Mouth | Overview & Analysis

For those who don’t know, I am a creative writing student in my first year of university. In my introduction to creative writing class this semester, I wrote a short story called ‘A Fist in the Mouth’ for our fiction unit. After a couple rounds of editing, I submitted this piece to my university’s literary magazine and was later accepted for publication.

This is my first ever publication acceptance so of course this story holds such a special place in my heart now, and I thought I might make a post about it just kind of sharing a couple of snippets and some of the inspiration and thought I put behind the story as a whole.

(please let it be known that I retain all rights to my original work and no plagiarism will be tolerated)

excerpts and analysis under the cut

‘A Fist in the Mouth’ began as a way for me to kind of reintroduce myself to short fiction after a period of not having written anything at all due to some health issues. I had all of these ideas for the short fiction piece that I needed to write for class and none of them were working out how I wanted them to while still fitting within the word limit. So, I decided to discovery write something while listening to one of my many Spotify playlists just to kind of get in the groove of writing once more and really just see what would happen.

As I was writing, the song “Modern Girl” by Sleater-Kinney came on shuffle and for those of you who have never heard the song, there’s a repeating lyric, “hunger makes me a modern girl.” This really sparked some inspiration in me and all of a sudden I was writing about a teenage runaway come riot grrrl serial concert goer experiencing the horrors of girlhood and ambition.

‘A Fist in the Mouth’ begins like this:

There’s a difference between running from and running to. When I left home, I thought I was running towards. I didn’t think of it as me leaving my parents’ oppressive religious household, though that was a fact that I readily acknowledged as a girl. I only ever thought of it as me, freshly eighteen, running full speed at a future I thought I deserved. A future I knew never would have found me if I’d stayed in that town, in that house, with those people, spending my days on my knees praying to a god that didn’t see me as deserving of anything more than I’d already been given.

Now, I think all I was doing was running away from every facet of my life. I didn’t feel the same way about God as the rest of my family, was scared to death of them looking at me one day and suddenly seeing all of me. Back then, I felt like I didn’t have any other choice. And I probably didn’t.

The narrator is kind of inspired by the character Maxine in the film ‘X,’ which I had watched a couple of weeks before writing the story, as well as Ethel Cain’s discography. I really wanted to write from the perspective of a teenage girl fleeing a very religious household (religious trauma for the win) because she wants more out of life than what her parents have laid out for her.

As we move through the story and see how the narrator interacts with the 90s Seattle grunge & punk scene, we are introduced to the narrator’s insatiable hunger (her ambition, queerness, and dedicated yearning). I use a lot of motifs throughout the beginning and middle of the text to try and recreate this feeling for the reader.

I was nineteen and my presence felt both excessive and non-existent. I wasn’t eating as much as I should’ve been, couldn’t really afford three meals a day. Most of my money went towards rent and bills, any real food I got would be leftovers from the diner. The cook was a bit sweet on me, so he’d make me a sandwich every day, free of charge, whatever kind I wanted.

The thing was though, even if I did get enough to eat, I still never felt full. I’d look in the mirror and my mouth would be this gaping cavern, something that didn’t fit on my face. It didn’t matter how old I was, how much life I did or didn’t experience— in the mirror smiling back at me was a gape-toothed girl looking to swallow the whole world if given the chance.

Then, we meet the character of Magdalene Williams, who is the only character in the story that I’ve named. The inspiration for Magdalene was definitely Mary Magdalene— I kind of wanted this holy-like figure to come into the narrator’s life and really give her a taste of the life that she craves for herself.

Magdalene invites the narrator to an all non-men punk show on the edge of Seattle and the narrator feels her hunger clawing up out of her stomach and demanding to go. She is inherently drawn to Magdalene and has no idea why. So she accepts the invitation.

The story kind of unravels from there, and we end with Magdalene coming onstage with her band and giving The Performance of a Lifetime and generally really disturbing the narrator. The narrator knows that something Is Not Right here, she’s been very active in the scene for the last year and has never heard of Magdalene yet the entire crowd is going wild over her, and once Magdalene starts singing she immediately knows that something is wrong. And yet. She just can’t look away.

In Magdalene, the narrator sees everything that she wants, everything that she is so hungry for, and it terrifies her. She’s also a little jealous, and a little horny but very much in a prophet/faithhealer x devotee kind of way.

I wrote the entire story in past tense because I really wanted it to have a sort of confessional vibe, to really keep in tone with the religious themes and imagery. My professor suggested after workshop that I might try it in present tense but it just was not working. During our class workshop however, everyone said that they liked the choice of past tense because it was almost like the narrator was telling us, the reader, that she experienced such an intense period of wanting in her life and still made it out in the end.

I don’t know if it’s too much to share on here like word count-wise, but the last few paragraphs of the story are my absolute favorites and I’m so proud of them. They’ve remained mostly unchanged in my various rounds of edits and I’m so impressed with myself for being able to write like this after having literally not written anything substantial in around six months.

Before I left home, my whole life was like a sepia photograph of a sunny day. Over-exposed, parents with smiling faces and sons with square jaws, daughters with ribbons in their hair. Wooden crosses on the walls, simple and unornate because God doesn’t need to be loved in gold foil. Grass stains on white tights, Sunday kitten heels scuffed from being worn so often, deodorant powder refusing to wash off the baby pink dress Mama thought looked so nice with my brown eyes.

There’s a difference between running from and running to. At eighteen, I was running towards something. I’msure of that. I don’t think I ever had an idea of what that something was, or what I even wanted it to be, but I did know that I didn’t want to be some televangelist’s golden daughter proffered up to God like Icarus was to the sun.

I noticed things about myself the way my family noticed things about God and religion and theology. Studied myself in mirrors, in the dark, in the depths of my own mind. I noticed everything and remembered nothing. Blood never started to fill my mouth until I surrounded myself with idolatry of a different kind, the screams sounded too much like mine.

At nineteen, I was running from. That night, hunger attacked every fiber of my being, ate away at my organs, left behind teeth marks and blood. I saw that hunger reflected in Magdalene, her mouth an open wound as she screamed out her lyrics. I wasn’t scared, though. There’s nothing scary about hunger, what’s scary is the response hunger elicits from other people.

This, I noticed. All in real time. Learned it of myself.

I watched the crowd feed Magdalene, and consequently devour her whole. Sanctify her living and alive, right before my eyes. And I never wanted anything more than I did then. I craved it, would’ve let hordes of women and girls crucify me where I stood just to be in Magdalene’s position. She never could’ve been full, not with the way she sang, but at least she was well fed. Oh how I wanted to be kept in excess.

Have learned to become my own number one fan lol

#really am my own biggest fan lolll who else is gonna do it #writeblr #writerblr #my writing #mywriting #viaspeaks #love how I use a nickname on here that I hate but have already committed to #literally no one has ever called me via #and I do not like it #but all of my posts already have via tags #via speaks #queer teenage girls with religious trauma are terrifying #unnamed narrator you will always be famous #kinda sorta working on a magdalene prequel short fiction piece #because she's an absolute icon #and I'm obsessed with her #I literally love talking about my own writing #so if you made it through this I love you

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rendevok · 2 months

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“Take my hand” pages 16-18

1 -> 3 - day 4 - swap

#nmweek23 #narumitsu #wrightworth #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #fan art #fan comic #aa #rendevok #says ‘some time later’ bc im laughing at myself and also i said they had been kissing the whole time it took me to get to the next part #hope you liked your 8 month kissing session boys <333 #shoutout to edgeworth! i will be laughing at him via phoenix for the entirety of this comic #speaking of living vicariously i am so sorry for the sappy bullshit i put into their mouths but alas. *I* am a big sap!#this was one of those ones i was like ‘WOULD THEY THO oh wait who cares’ can i get a CHEERS BRO?#i’d like to promise that it gets better but. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)#until next time… [tuxedo masks into the night]

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hum--hallelujah · 19 days

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do you even get it

#top 2 quotes via falloutboyforever the only one I have proper source on is the last one which is from alt press oct 05 issue #she speaks!#something something when we swim we swim together #ww #p2 #two halves of a whole member of fall out boy #patrick stump #pete wentz #fob

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 11 months

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Try Morse Core. Women Love Morse Code.

[First] Prev <--> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wei wuxian #lan jingyi #lan sizhui #jin ling #a-qing #ouyang zizhen #nameless red disciple #Girls speak in a series of clicks and trills that even the most adept linguists have difficulty decoding #Thankfully this rhythmic language can be translated to music notes #communication via specific vibrations of coiled metal wire is possible!#but- Ah shucks the guy with the guqin has his hands full. And also bloodied.#We need to resort to secondary girl communication. Blinking slowly at her. If she blinks slowly back - you're in.#if she blinks rapidly that's a threat. Is she does not blink at all you are already dead.#btw: Girls eyes translate lines of contrast to these series of air flow disturbances to create language. So they *can* read what we write.#This has been your daily GirlFacts tidbit.#Jokes aside. I get that the point was she has no tongue to speak with but it really does just come off as:#“5 teen boys in a room with a teen girl and dropping the ball so hard on how to proceed”#This is why men give up and kiss each other btw. (OKAY IM DONE SPREADING MISINFORMATION (for today))

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paradoxlemonade · 9 months

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It's a beautiful day on the hermitcraft server, and you are a horrible buttercup

#I haven't been keeping up with the season but I'm pretty sure this is what's happening based on what i picked up via osmosis #mcyt #hermitcraft #idea speaks #idea original post

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theanonymousclown · 3 months

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I’ve been re-reading this Psychonauts fic by @magicalmilly and my GOD this scene never fails to make me laugh. Anyway this is my petition to PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE continue this fic it’s been unfinished since 2022 and it was JUST REACHING THE CLIMAX OF PSYCHONAUTS 1-

Anyway the basic plot of the fic is that Milla and Sasha are very concerned about Raz because of what he shares about his family life. High key recommend, Raz gets to apologize for intruding on Milla’s nightmares.

#anon’s art #psychonauts razputin #psychonauts #psychonauts fanart #psychonauts fanfiction #milla vodello #sasha nein #fanart #bright colors #bright colours cw #eye strain tw #eye strain #child abuse mention #child abuse ment cw #idk how obvious it is but Mills and Sasha are speaking via telepathy rn

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viafr · 7 months

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Everyone, please join me in welcoming little Freya, the only Beige/Gloom/Sky dragon on this entire website. She's the result of months of breeding projects, finally come to fruition.

#via speaks #freya #pride and joy #yes she has a mate whos similar in range

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sourdrop · 1 year

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Trauma dumping is boring.

But Lore dropping? Now THAT is sexy as hell

#shitpost #shitpoat #shitpsot #funny shit #funny post #kinda funny #via speaks #dumb stuff #dumb little joke #jokes #this is obviously a joke #happy thursday

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1-800-zoro · 2 years

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would y'all read a college!zoro au? real talk with me here 🤔

#via speaks #roronoa zoro #au #writing #one piece #op

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squishy-lemons · 8 months

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miles morales 🤝 me

'it's only jaywalking if you get hit'

#miles morales #via speaks

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livvywritesworld · 1 year

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stfu my university literary magazine accepted my short story for submission!! i’m so excited it’s my first like official publication

#via speaks #writerblr #writeblr

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27-royal-teas · 9 months

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pete + the doggy,,,,

#via fob insta #tourdust #toby speaks #pete wentz #fob #fall out boy #every time I see him w the dog it makes me so happy

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aroaceacacia · 7 months

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im still so fascinated by quackity's choice of english speakers from the start of qsmp. you had bad, foolish, wilbur, phil, charlie - all people quackity worked and interacted with and got to know on dream smp, all of them with large English-speaking audiences. and then he got DanTDM (minecraft OG)?? and he chose jaiden animations, who is a gamer and famed cooking mama speedrunner but is mostly known for her years of storytime animations. and fitmc. the 2b2t historian. man who basically hasnt streamed since smp live. as the months have gone on it's become more and more clear that jaiden and fit were EXCELLENT choices on quackity's part but i still have no idea HOW he got to making them. there are social networks at play that i cant quite see and it drives me bananas

#6 degrees of separation w mcyt is crazy btw at least in the englsih speaking realm its like everyone knows everyone #bearvocalizations #i feel like fit wouldve been via phil or wil ?

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