#aster speaks

hiii come find me on artfight :3

caspian kind of.. needs your help.

let's uhh... let's just say he got drunk and did something stupid (_ _")

@mrpeeman

catching up with the mutuals 🎇:

last song: i'm listening to my recently added songs on my phone, and especially Ptite Soeur's albums i downloaded this week so it's H❂NGK❂NG97. It really scratch an itch in my brain and i'm becoming obsessed because of the way she raps, the insane amount of glitch sound textures and all the references in the lyrics aaaaaa

currently watching: I recently started watching Euphoria with a friend and it's cool ! We watch a few episodes at his place every week and the characters are really growing in me

favorite color: deep deep blue close to pitch black, or deep black if that counts as a color

currently reading: Trois battements, un silence by Anne Fakhouri, it's an urban fantasy book with faes i found at my local libray, read nearly a hundred pages and i like it !

current obsession: my thesis which i do not see the end of the introduction lmao. I constantly add new things so it's always in the back of my mind. Every time i get back on it i have new ideas it's never ending lol I love my subject, it's in my bones since two whole years but i start to notice it's eating a lot of my interests. I want to go back on writing for myself and drawing things lol

last google search: i litteraly searched "trois battements un silence" to check if there was an english translation

currently working on: nothing, i just came on from a big study session at the library so it's time to rest with the kitty cat and maybeee draw a little bit

2 | “you’re so cooked”

“OH MY GOD??”

You throw your phone. Literally yeet it across the room like it just bit you. It bounces off a pillow and lands screen-up, still glowing with the tweet that might’ve just ended your career and started your villain arc all at once.

You scramble after it on all fours like a raccoon, heart pounding in your ears.

“No no no—what the fuck—WHAT THE FUCK—“

“I WAS JUST JOKING.”

“I’M A CHILD OF GOD.”

You press your fingers to your temples. You look like you’re trying to astral project.

Not only did the No. 2 pro hero just reply to your stupid Bee Movie meme, but the tweet is now sitting at 45.8k likes and rising.

You’re in deep.

You call Aisha but she doesn’t answer. ‘Probably still on that damn flight.’ You think to yourself.

You consider deleting your account. You consider joining a monastery. You consider tweeting back.

…And then you open the twitter to make another. Because, if you’re going down, you’re doing it with WiFi and your pride intact.

꒷︶ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ︶꒷

— ☆ ̇ ̟ masterlist.

He's lost track of how many loops it's been, how many months or years it's been.

He doesn't remember how he got here - if it was the Fates toying with him for their amusement, if he begged the gods to let him try again and someone took pity on him, if it was him and his song, powerful enough to try and rewrite the world.

All he knows is that there's one way out of the loop.

Save Eurydice. Make it out of Hadestown.

And he's tried. He's tried so many times.

And every time, he fails.

It's not just doubt that causes his failures.

It's instinct, turning to catch Eurydice when he hears her trip over a rock.

It's panic, hearing her scream as she is scared or startled by something.

It's care, reaching back for her hand when it slips from his grasp.

It's celebration, making it out only to turn and see that she still hadn't taken that final step out of Hadestown.

And the worst part is, Orpheus knows he'll keep trying, as many times as it takes.

One day, he'll bring her home.

And in the meantime, he'll keep singing the same song.

- @moriko-oc

Aster hangs around the park, sunbathing again.