*adds a sprinkle of cornstarch to the plot and stirs*
Loving the non-writers who are reblogging this specifically for the cooking advice
My beloved favourite, Vicar Amelia, a human greyhound and professional panicky anemic gal. If only they invented an ice machine over the Church Cannon. A sickly child groomed and in her 20s chosen to be a vicar of the Church. Does she hide a perfect impossible blood type? Does she know secrets found within the folds of the beastly human mind. Perhaps it is since Laurence's passing, she's the only high-ranking member left. Either way, she lets herself slowly waste away, biding her time and knowing she will join her mentors, trapped within a prickling skin of fur and guilt and fleshly horrors.
Edit: This is her to me, even as a human
what’s with all the men with babygirl sopping wet cat eyes on tv. you’re committing war crimes stop looking at me like that
Anyway, fuck Adobe, and enjoy!
WHAT?!
I study graphic design and my tutor recommended and used this in his classes at art college last year, it’s so good it has SO many features for free, I really recommend it, even if you’re just trying to learn the basics of PS, such a wonderful thing <3
Photoshop is still considered an industry standard for commercial art so if you’d like to learn how to use it without breaking the bank, here’s a great tool for any artist hopefuls!
maybe i like it when a female character is deeply flawed and responsible for countless deaths and so on and so forth. more female characters should be deeply flawed and responsible for countless deaths
you may walk out of the underworld but you have to trust that she is behind you. do not look back to check.
i trust that she is there
i trust that she is there (i think)
i trust that she is there (please?)
i trust that she is there (can you hear me?)
i trust that she is there (say something so i can hear you)
i trust that she is there (what if it’s a lie?)
i trust that she is there (i can’t even see her shadow on the wall)
i trust that she is there (SAY SOMETHING)
SAY SOMETHING.
look behind.
#jesus.#orpheus and eurydice#as a poem#using a poll#this is probably the greatest exploitation of mediums i have ever seen op#every reader has the chance to become part of the text by voting#not the subtext#the TEXT#and i love me some ephemeral works in concept#you had to be here for this one week#and then the text is locked#(barring any edits to the original post of course)#and i just think that's so beautiful#beauty springs from the simplest things viewed askew#and all you need is a poll that accepts long enough strings (via couchcrusader)
and then THE FINAL RESULT. where “look behind” came so so so close to winning, but “i trust that she is there” came out ahead by 0.1%. so maybe, maybe, we did it right this time. maybe this time we were able to save her.









