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metaphors for white bodies
that kind of look
like something other
than bodies

she consumes death
she is godless
violence and chaos define her freckles
she dreams of salvation

blood and bone and ash (tiresias is blind)

there are wolves

her crown is a burden
the terrible splendour of majesty
everyone is wearing velvet
it is easier to be a tyrant than a lover

we smoke cigarettes here and look quietly at broken memories. the sea is big.

stained lips, but in a good way.
eyes like melted pennies

grapes like wine. this wine looks like blood.
gold hair and trojan footfalls.
death and flowers juxtaposed to make a Point.

laurel crowns
i heard his face

modern au dionysus shoots up in the back of a club (neon lights)

he is tired.

he was the sand and
she was the wind and
they lost each other somewhere
between the greek stars 200BC
i like mythology

cinderella has a weapon and does not fear death.

the devil ate her heart/she smiled and her teeth were patroclus and achilles

honestly when people insult my grammar/punctuation to tell me im stupid instead of actually going for my argument, id love to hurl the fact that im Autistic in their face so that they can feel really bad about making fun of my communication issues. but knowing the people who do that? they’d latch onto it and then never take me seriously again because im “too handicapped to know what im doing” or god forbid become an even more of a raging ableist asshole and drill into me how inferior i am because of my neurotype. 


“Never will I understand this preoccupation others have withruling. As if that always must be the end goal. Niflheim with its endless conquest of lands. The Lucian kings of old and their precious yet fragile grasp on their kingdom…” Movement, Ardyn paced slowly past the prince, hands elegantly clasped behind his back; he was without his usual raiment, clothed in far more simple attire. “Empires rise, empires fall. Is that not the truth of civilized society?”

He shook his head, heavy footsteps carrying him to the window and from there, he watched the rain as it poured endlessly.

“I don’t give a damn about ruling anything. Let all of the kingdoms rot.” A wave of a hand punctuated the statement in its finality.

Noctis was becoming quite good at hiding the fact that he was terrified. But his fear wasn’t rooted in the usual things– In fear of dying and death and the oblivion of an afterlife he couldn’t understand. His fear was rooted in failure.

In the fragility of his human body, that could stop him from being the crux that might save everyone. He was faced with something that he’d never had to do before: Facing what could only be considered an intellectual battle. Alone. Without the one who usually handled these affairs for him. He swallowed hard and took a few uncertain steps towards the other man, trying to hide how much he was intimidated.

“Then that’s it? You don’t care? You just want… everything to end?”

He wasn’t sure what Ardyn wanted. Wasn’t sure why he was playing both sides– that was what he was doing, wasn’t it? Noctis licked his lips, tried to think of some way to stay such wrath. Or was it even that anymore? Was it merely a reflection of his own apathy aimed back at him?

“Isn’t there anything worth saving? ‘Cause that’s what you’re doing– if you and the Empire keep pushing this, then… then the world; everything we know is going to disappear.”

anonymous asked:

why do reptile blogs make such a big deal about the whole feeder punctuation thing???? what's the point?

Because. Imagine going into the dog tag and seeing multiple posts with dead dogs or dogs getting eaten by something. It would be incredibly uncomfortable, possibly to the point of ruining your whole day.
I do not want people who own rats as pets to go into their pet tag just to see their pets getting eaten. 


I made an X-Files picture book to give myself closure after watching the show for the first time.  Then they officially announced the revival. I should have known there would be no escape from all the feelings.

  • *classmate gets in trouble for talking when I was also talking*
  • me:who am I? Can I condemn this man to slavery pretend I do not feel his agony this innocent who bears my face who goes to judgment in my place. Who am I? Can I conceal myself forevermore pretend I'm not the man I was before and must my name until I die be no more than an alibi. Must I lie? How can I ever face my fellow men? How can I ever face myself again?
Em Dashes

A lot of people use semi-colons wrong because they know there’s supposed to be a pause in their sentence that they know isn’t quite a comma, so they think it must be that mysterious semi-colon. Usually, it’s actually supposed to be an em dash (—), which in some ways is more mysterious!

The em dash is the longest of the three dashes and most often used for interruptions. Interruptions in speech, in action, in thought. It’s also a great syntax addition for fight scenes, since it makes the narrative seem quick and unexpected and jolting from side to side like a fight scene should be. Read your em dash sentences out loud until you get a feel for how its pause compares to the pause of a comma. It’s a heartbeat longer. If a comma is one beat of pause, then I see an em dash as two beats of pause.

In this first example, the em dash is used to give an aside to the reader. It’s like a btw sort of moment, which can sometimes be replaced with commas or parenthesis. I think the em dashes are most suitable when your aside is decently long.

Her neighbor, Frank, is always blasting music.

Her neighbor—the one who always blasts the music—is named Frank.

My mischievous neighbor, Vince, seemed to have a knack for graveyard cavorting.

Vince—more often called (in a raised and angry voice) Vincent Price Ramsey—seemed to have a knack for graveyard cavorting.

Next up, here’s the em dash as a replacement for the semi-colon. Kinda like a slang or shortened sentence. Semi-colons have to connect two independent clauses—meaning each side of the semi-colon could stand alone as its own complete sentence. If you don’t want to do that, try an em dash:

I thought hanging out would be great—a chance to finally see the city, just like Aunt Lillian wanted.

I thought hanging out would be great; it would be a chance to finally see the city, just like Aunt Lillian wanted.

There was a headstone hardly a foot from where I’d emerged—dark grey stone a few inches thick and maybe as high as my knee.

There was a headstone hardly a foot from where I’d emerged; it was made of dark grey stone a few inches thick and maybe as high as my knee.

Sometimes, you can use an em dash to have a speaker correct themselves, or interrupt themselves to amend their sentence.

I could see the blur of the graveyard behind him—through him—

Similar to the last example, it can be used to interrupt a sentence in order to add additional information about the sentence. Often you can use a comma in this situation, too, so try to think of syntax and how that additional beat of pause changes things. In this case, Alice has just seen a ghost for the first time, so her mind is a bit too shocked for the normal pause of a comma. Read both. Doesn’t the one with the em dash sound more shocked or surprised, while the comma makes it sound like a simple observation?

He was glowing pale—almost tinged in cold blue.

He was glowing pale, almost tinged in cold blue.

Of course, it could be an interruption. It could be someone interrupting another in speech, one action interrupting another, or a character’s thoughts interrupting themselves. Here I’ll include the sentence with the em dash and the sentence following, so you can see the thing interrupted and the interruption.

You can have an action interrupt a character’s thoughts. For the first one, Alice is in a creepy situation and completely focused on something else, so when something touches her elbow, she’s shocked out of her thoughts. For the second one, Tristan is listening for an enemy when the enemy makes a move and startles him into action.

As far as I could tell it was some kind of berry—

An icy contact on my elbow broke my resolve, and I screamed until an equally cold hand clamped over my mouth.

The night was still, and yet—

Something whistled through the air. Tristan jerked backwards, narrowly avoiding an incoming dagger.

Here we have one character interrupting another in dialogue. Pretty self-explanatory.

“I’m not going to—”

Mom’s voice in the receiver cut me off. “At least consider it.”

“After all, you’re only a—”

“If you even say girl,” I interrupted, “I’ll stab you, I swear.”

The next one is part of a fight scene, so Alice’s thoughts are interrupting themselves as soon as she thinks them. She throws up an idea, “iron,” but interrupts herself from further exploring that idea, and instead casts it out. In a fight, you don’t have time to think out long, eloquent ideas. Your thoughts should come in fragments. Stab. Punch. Dodge. Swing. Would this work? No. How about this? Maybe. The em dash can help get across this uneven jolting of thoughts.

Iron—no use. I’d dropped the knife when her damn vines ensnared me, and the nails were in my pockets and out of reach. Blood—there were possibilities there.

Continuing in fight scenes, em dashes can have action interrupt action. Don’t just throw them in willy nilly, but if you have a chance for an em dash, jump on it. Instead of a word like “suddenly,” it makes it feel suddenly. Ups the tension. Em dashes are about interruption, and what is a fight scene but two people interrupting each other’s attempts to kill the other? This is especially useful for the last line in a paragraph during a fighting scene, because it’s a nice place to have one action interrupt another.

I snatched it—slit across my hand—

And stabbed her through the heart.

His swords whistled through the air—

A clean “X” appeared on the imp’s back, severing its body into four neat chunks.

So yeah, I’m basically obsessed with em dashes and I use more of them than the majority of writers. (At 72k words, my current project has 22 semi-colons and 344 em dashes. So. Yeah. Not to mention the length of this post…) Em dashes are way cool and can add a lot to your writing even though they’re just another form of punctuation. Syntax helps your reader into the mindset you’re going for, and em dashes can be a great, powerful part of that syntax!


Punctuating Dialogue in English: A Fanfiction How-To

Punctuation in fiction can be tricky. There are some things we pick up really easily from reading, but who pays attention to how dialogue is punctuated? Not me! It’s one of those things you don’t think about until you find yourself constructing dialogue of your own, and you just do what seems rightish at the time.

When eager me first wrote and posted fanfiction online (back in 2001), the first thing that happened is that someone commented on it and told me how to punctuate my dialogue. Embarrassing, as I felt like I should have known better, but I am forever grateful to that person for steering me in the right direction. I learned a lot that day. This is me paying it forward.

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